Confrontation and autism.. the darker side..

I read an article today that highlighted the darker-side of over-familiarity and domination, it concerned the reminiscence of a relationship between a son and his father, who had assaulted and battered him in his younger years. I have to say that I can relate to this and hold such events in my heart, though I shall not give a technical description, I felt the need to write about it, to see if you guys believe that autism can play a role in the aggravation of such events. 
The particulars of this article were regarding the frustrations of an alcoholic father, who to the detriment of the situation, decided to pursue his son into-a-corner as-it-were, and the result was a confrontation. But I believe that whilst alcohol can create aggressive-situations, so too can the severities and descriptors of autism, especially when dealing with impulsive people. As we can have trouble being declared-to and trouble with insistence-on-sameness, I believe that others can be hostile towards us and us to them, because what we have is not behavioural but neurological. 
As I am an autistic-person it may not be shocking to hear, that others in my family are also long-suffered neurodiverse, as such our lack of ability to understand each other has led to vicious-fights in the past. Others do not seem to understanding the nature of my insistence, they do not understand that there are psychological-developmental-neurological reasons for my ways, they do not consider that up until the point of combat, I have been appeasing them. I have scars as a result of the lengths that others have gone to express their hatred or disgust. I have trauma for the disbelief that I still have surrounding such incidents. I have manifested behaviours and appeased others in the most-creative ways to avoid their ire and to avoid my own. 
I’m not so sure where I am expecting this digression to go, but I guess that the influences that are around me can sometimes drag up the more dire and confusing moments of my life, moments which still raise the blood-pressure and fell my good-moods.