With ever Aspie there are some sort of obsessions. They differ from addiction in that they do not always stem from an idea of desiring pleasure. Some obsession are terrible and some are not so bad.
As far as my life goes Brazilian Jiujitsu and the martial arts were not that bad of an obsession. Sure I lost a few Girlfriends along the way. And maybe even a wife.
But I can honestly say I have progressed in a sport where few men even explore. I can say that my stint in the martial arts has given me confidence to be in society and out in a bar setting. I had some bad run ins with criminals when I was young and it left me afraid of being out at night.
My X liked to party out. And she party often. I was fearful of what was out there but was an idiot to let her go out on her own. She hit on several men and did a lot of promiscuous activities including a wet t shirt contest in a thong in a bar in Seattle.
But; none of this matters as long as I had Jiujitsu. I had my social interaction at the gym. I fed my need for the mat by rolling and I fed my intellectual need for geometry by watching jiujitsu on the internet.
Brazilian Jiujitsu is like chess except instead of pieces you have appendages and you move them like pieces on a table. This kisiology, physiology, and the geometry are like a drug more addictive that Heroin.
As I let my marriage collapse slowly over a ten year period I focused on my Obsession of Jiujitsu and my world seemed fine.
When in reality I was breaking Mindy. She was fragile and I was jagged. My nature hurt her character.
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