Omar | The Beginning of a Pattern of Neurotypical Men Demonizing Autistic Men

This is part two of my commentary about Omar.

Let me start out this article by sharing the message I received from Omar back in March of 2017, when I decided to text him on Messenger.

That occurred a few days before I found out that he unfriended me on Facebook.

Now, let's compare it to the message I received from a guy I met at Harold Washington College. The message took place in 2022, on my birthday.

Those two messages I received were from two different men. Two different personalities. Two different eras in my TV show of a life. Both are idiots. Both don't know what to do with me in their TV shows of lives, even though I know my potential in their stories.

Aurelius might have been the special breed of trainwrecks I know, but Omar was patient zero.

Before I continue, in case if you are new to this Omar drama, feel free to go to part one of the essay series, and come back when you're finished.

Omar | The "One False Move" Men Are Such a Phenomenon - Dialogue with Cristobal Martinez

(YIKES) "We all grow and learn."

In 2018, I told Omar off on Facebook and Instagram. I deleted those posts a day or two later, because I feel like I'm losing control of my morals. In hindsight, I said the right words, but on the wrong platform. Now, I'm remaking the post, tabloid style. I'm the gossip columnist and insider after all.

In October of that year, I apologized to Omar. But, I almost fucked it up because I came off as threatening and trying to gain closure. In hindsight, I knew I was maniacal, but it was me missing social cues and being resentful of Omar that put me into that position when I was apologizing to him.

Guess how Omar responds.

I had to apologize again, and not come off as insane. I was being genuine and asked Omar if he still remembered the race we had together one day between 7th and 8th period. He responded with:

THEN WHY THE FUCK DID YOU SCOLD ME FOR- I'm sorry. The fact that he contradicted his behavior and deflecting when I needed closure for him unfriending me on Facebook, and other wrongs I didn't mention to him, really made him sound hypocritical.

"What did Omar do to you, Cristobal?" I have explained in detail (sort of) about my shakey past with Omar, especially in high school. Again, my first article on Omar is still up.

Looking back, I wasn't sure if Omar was trying to paint me as a villain. He did delete his Instagram to make it look like I ruined the fun for him. I didn't know that meant much to him, but he should've apologized instead of painting me as the villain. It's a weird stereotype to assign a neurodivergent person. It's also dangerous.

When I kept in touch with Omar, my autistic ass felt like I was misunderstanding his cues. He took long to respond to my messages, he only read a few of them. Then, I had a bad dream where Omar faked being excited to see me again. I felt the need to analyze, and realized it was a warning from God. I had to tell Omar, saying:

Here's what Omar said:

I had to walk it back and reassured him that he's been good to me. In hindsight, however, I should've responded: Omar, who the fuck do you think you are scolding me for having a cautionary dream?!

Overtime, I was obsessed and paranoid about Omar. Something in me felt like Omar was pointing this imaginary gun in my head, wanting me to paint myself as the villain. Posting about him on social media is one thing, but Omar taking with a dream that was warning me about his behavior problem is pathetic.

When I chose to end communication with Omar, he blocked me as if he was blacklisting me from Imaginary TV Land. He would do the same thing when I reached him out on Snapchat, when I decided to humble myself and accept that him and I both made mistakes.

Omar might not have been a good supporting character in my TV show of a life, but him accusing me of being the problem despite my memory serving me well about his behavior is problematic.

Why? Because Omar opened up an idea for a new trope in my show of a life that is harmful to both parties involved, not just me. The trope is that I please new male characters in my story, only for the characters to make the relationship I have with them go south because... I'm just being me, an autistic guy. When I'm still holding on to them, sooner or later, they'll accuse me of being so obsessive, so unstable, so dangerous, so much a stalker. That's ableist, and should be considered unacceptable in this day and age.

That's why when I tried to hold on to Aurelius, he kept ghosting me to the point where, and I'm paraphrasing, I went to Snapchat and told him: WHAT THE FUCK DID I EVER DO TO YOU, BITCH?!

I haven't said it like that, but you get the point.

This history lesson is now over. It's also another psychology lesson to boot.

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