Post: #51

(02-21-2017 12:45 PM)TheWhiteWolf Wrote:  See my mom doesn't take any responsibility for what she's done. Every time I bring up the fact that her genes might have caused my autism she angrily changes the subject. And perhaps it was her overbearing parenting style that made my aspergers worst. Also how many of these mothers who claim to love their autistic sons would've rejected a man with the same condition when they were in their prime

Firstly, your mother is a woman and women seldon take responsibility for their actions. You are not going to change female nature.
Secondly, and more importantly how can you possibly blame your mother for the genes she was born with ?

Like I said in my previous post, unless you can have empathy instead of blaming her (and women in general) you will never overcome your insecurities.

Train yourself to think in the shoes of other people.

The best way to do that is to train your imagination. Try to do some creative writing where you have to invent stories with a diverse set of characters in various settings and them imagine them in different situations and work out how they deal with those issues based on their personalties. You should have at least 5 different characters that each act differently in your story. Once you can start imagining how other people feel and think your brain will start to change.

Post: #52

(02-20-2017 07:07 PM)Mercenary Wrote:  You need to have empathy and compassion for your mother if you want to help her get away from this sort of lifestyle. And that is the crux of your problem, because people with aspergers have a very, very, VERY hard time imagining things from any other point of view apart from their own. This is not an accusation. This is simply the way the aspergers disability manifests itself most strongly in the human brain. An ability to show or feel empathy for others is very tough for an autistic mind. But you can train yourself to it. How do I know this ? Because I have seen other people on the autistic spectrum do it. Takes time and effort, but it can be done.

If you can master that skill, your life will change with it.

Quote:An Irish boy was leaving
Leaving his native home,
Crossing the broad Atlantic,
Once more he wished to roam,
And as he was leaving his mother,
While standing on the Quay,
He threw his arms around her waist
And this to her did say:

And as the years grow onward,
I'll settle down in life,
And I'll choose a nice young colleen,
And take her for my wife.
And as the kids grow older,
They'll play around my knee
And I'll teach them the very same lesson
That my mother taught to me:

Chorus:
A mother's love is a blessing,
No matter where you roam.
Keep her while she's living,
You'll miss her when she's gone.
Love her as in childhood,
When feeble, old and grey,
For you'll never miss a mother's love
'til she's buried beneath the clay.

Post: #53

This is not related to OP but I am on good terms and friendly with nearly all my family except one grandmother who is a nasty woman. (And I mean that the way Trump said it as an insult, not "empowered cunt of a bitch" that the feminists have started using the phrase to mean.)

When I got invited to the one (out of about 30) gay cousin's wedding no way in hell was I going, with the needling and arm twisting here and there it was a struggle to bite my tonge to avoid saying "I'm not down with that faggot devil shit! This wedding is satanic!" and things of that nature.