I’ve ruined people’s lives by just being me

There's absolutely nothing wrong with you; we normals are inferior. It can't be helped. If anything we're the ones who should feel guilty for being in the way of brilliant people. Nothing that happened is your fault, unless you were intentionally rubbing your success in people's faces, which it doesn't sound like you were doing.

I'm probably going to get called out for this. Oh well.

I tell you that ALL THE TIME! You are too loveable NOT to be loved! Maybe if enough people tell you that you'll finally start to believe it! Love you lots!

Thank you guys for all your kind words! I really needed them at this point!

You know I'm ALWAYS here for you!

Do you guys know of a site called Wrong Planet? Some of the members there are nice and helpful, but certain others on those forums are just being arseholes.

I have spoken at great lengths on there about what Autism Initiatives put me through and some of the respondents have the cheek to say I am pathological and obsessive, so that makes me seem repellent. Gee!

How'd they feel if they got lied to, sent to jail, branded a sex offender and had to sleep rough? What sleep? How the hell can anyone even sleep outside? Well, I know I couldn't. But they overlook that. They probably have never been in a situation like mine, the keyboard warriors that some of them are.

I feel StbGuy's pain, especially in regards to his ex. Trust me - I too was screwed over by a woman I felt I loved, and her name is Laura. She was just a money grabbing slut. As a matter of fact, I ran into her a few weeks ago, by chance. She had been up to see her piece of dirt ex and I was at a bus stop when I spotted her across the other side of the road. I've no idea as to why she would see that guy again, but it isn't like it's my business what she does because we are not dating and had not even been in touch in well over a year. She was blocking me on Facebook anyway.

Laura asked me if I had any money. This was like at quarter past four in the morning in town. Then I told her I could not go home due to the police looking for me, and then she wanted rid of me quite quickly. Just made her mother the excuse. So I walked away.

I'd thought about her this year in jail too, as 6 July was like a 10 year anniversary. No, no, no. Screw that! In fact, screw her. All she did was use me and make me feel low. That isn't love.