I (23f) was brought into the Church officially 6ish months ago. I’ve since joined the choir and began to sponsor for OCIA, and have gotten pretty mixed in with various parishioners and their families. When I joined the Church, I brought a lapsed Catholic and a couple of Baptist friends with me. Lapsed Catholic went to confession and locked in, one Baptist was confirmed with me, one will be confirmed this year. These people have become my closest network of Catholic friends, but I have plenty of non-Catholic Christian friends or Catholic acquaintances outside of them, and a couple of others who are interested in joining the Church and have been asking for advice because they know I sponsor. THANKS BE TO GOD!!!
That’s a bit of context about how I got here. Since my conversion first began, I’ve been far more serious about honoring the Lord in my actions, even though it means going to confession WEEKLY to confess, which 90% of the time includes a lust confession, and the other 10% is just for spiritual counsel to keep myself in a routine and I’ll throw some venial sins that I remember in the chat for forgiveness. My priest, knowing lust has been destroying me as a result of childhood experiences, has counseled me to seek a relationship and marriage, pursue my partner honorably, and aim to marry. I respect it, but I didn’t feel like I deserved it, but he told me to ask a guy for coffee.
My best friend and I (she’s the former Baptist currently going through OCIA), went dancing with some of our young adults and were ecstatic to just make some friends. We both ended up meeting a pair of Catholic gentlemen who also happen to be best friends. Attentive, respectful, kind, etc. Bestie said that since I promised my priest I’d ask a guy for coffee, it should be the guy I met. I shrugged and said “why not?” because there wasn’t much pressure or insecurity there. He was a sweet guy, seemed to check the boxes, cradle and devout Catholic, self-assured, masculine, good career, hobbies, etc. I also was a bit of a mess out there. I’m good at dancing, but I’m very extroverted and energetic and I don’t always read the room because I have (diagnosed) autism. I took a nap on a bench, screamed “RELEASE ME” after he spun me too many times in a row, and complimented any strangers (other women!!) that I thought looked pretty that night. I was sober, if that matters; this is just how I am. I had many antics but he seemed fairly entertained and found my ‘quirks’ endearing.
I asked him for coffee just to say I did it, especially because we clicked pretty well, and he took charge of planning a date and time and activity and has been maintaining a (thin, appropriate) line of contact since then. Our date is coming up in a few days. I’m not nervous or anxious, but I’m so curious. I don’t have the usual butterflies, but the butterflies usually come with insecurity and anxiety and I don’t have that either, so I think that’s a good thing. It’s so strange. I’ve never properly dated anyone, and I’m very particular about maintaining boundaries and who I invest my time in. I became a Christian 8 years ago in high school and maintained celibacy following that because I don’t want my true perception and connection with someone to be hindered by lust. I have no idea what to expect, but also I don’t want to have expectations.
I’m 23, so I know I’m very young and there are many more new experiences to come but I have no idea how to appropriately proceed. I’m very formulaic, but also spontaneous. I’ve had some rough romantic experiences in high school and early into my Bachelor’s degree, and I’m very, very firm on learning from my mistakes and not letting my heart rest in the palms of someone who thinks it’s a stress ball. In my head, it’s like, “Maintain a thin line of contact unless a relationship is established, only have longer conversations in-person so you don’t develop an idealized version of him, don’t engage physical contact until the 3rd date, don’t say yes to a relationship without laying ground rules, make sure he knows you date to marry by the second date, make sure you actually like him, blah blah blah.” And another part of me that understands that my need for formula is related to the concept of routines and guidelines that people with autism desire to help keep things orderly, so that other part says, “Be yourself, treat him with respect, don’t put pressure or demand a timeline, know your boundaries, only bring up this gritty stuff as it arises. If there’s anything essential left to cover before entering a relationship, present it gently.”
I’m also off of work for the week and taking care of some medical stuff so I have really nothing other to do than keep my body busy and lay out plans regarding my job, my Master’s, church, recreation, etc, so this week’s thing is taking care of schoolwork, lining things up for work-work, and planning my weekend because I have a few things that need to be taken care of and built around my weekend Mass/OCIA/confession schedule, including this. Anyone have any thoughts or advice?