/lit/ - Literature

>Met a girl at a club and we got extremely sexual with each other, but didn't actually have sex.
>Texted her the other day and felt like a chump by how beta my writing sounded, and for going back to my default inofensive meekness, something that was absent the day we met. >Decided to be a bit more daring with the next text.
>She gets ofended and says I was taking too many liberties for someone who barely knows her.
>At the same time I only wanted something sexual and my directness was partially caused by this, since exhaustive texting to know/connect with a girl is something I dislike, and frankly, I didn't want to pursue any relationship with her.
>My autism fucked me up again, but at the same time I can't stop laughing whenever I'm reminded of the situation due to a friend of mine, to whom I told the story, comparing me to a fictional character from my irrelevant country.

This lightness upon reflecting on what happened brings me a measure of satisfaction, since a few months ago I would have gone completely neurotical over her rejection, so clearly something in me is changing, and hopefully my self-perception is improving.

Tl;dr: Autism causes my failures but also helps me deal with their consequences.