I'm autistic and now my husband is convinced I'm lying

So, first things first my husband knows about my condition and he knows about my difficulties with social situations. Well, he should have atleast. Our first meeting was a autistic meltdown caused by a man trying to harass me and I told him about my issues on our first date.<br><br>Last night we're in a chinese restaurant and a guy starts to act strange. He wasn't playing on the keno machine right because he was giving the employees 50 euro bills and the machine only takes coins. Then he started to do weird unarmed combat poses with his umbrella, laughing maniacally and a few other things.<br><br>Then he comes up to us and puts his hand on my shoulder, I flinch and say I'm autistic and I don't like to be touched. With a weird smile on his face he said he was autistic too and he was sick of being judged for his bullshit. He then starts to act like he's having a seizure on the floor, hitting himself, laughing like a maniac and making the other patrons very uncomfortable.<br><br>At this point I'm kinda worried but I know he's a nutjob so I just want him to get the fuck away from us. Then I told my husband that I want to leave and my husband said that maybe I should go outside for a bit. A few seconds later my husband comes outside and tells me the man I told him about had a fit on the floor. Then I tell my husband that I told him we felt uncomfortable and he said "So you just left him? You knew he was going to act out like that". <br><br>First of all, fuck you, you knew I wasn't comfortable and you just let it happen. Second of all, you knew I'm autistic, why the hell would I leave a man to have a fit on the floor? Third of all, why are you accusing me of lying? I've never lied about anything important in my life, why are you acting like I'm some kind of pathological liar?<br><br>I then went back into the restaurant and this guy was on the floor, out cold. The staff were just looking at him and laughing, apparently this guy comes in there once a week and does this. So I told them that this guy came up to us, touched me and told me he was autistic and that he probably was autistic. Of course I would feel responsible if he was autistic and touched me because he didn't know any better.<br><br>They just kind of laughed and said he wasn't autistic and he knew full well what he was doing. They said he's been doing this for years, they've called the police on him hundreds of times and that nothing ever comes of it. One of the staff members then said "Do you think he's autistic? The way he acts?". I said yes, I think so, he was simulating a grand mal seizure, you don't see many people do that and autistic people are prone to seizures because of the way our brain is wired. <br><br>Then the guy started to come around, so I left. When we got back home my husband kept going on and on about how I'm lying and how I'm making shit up. He even went as far to say that I don't have a condition and I'm just making it up for attention and sympathy. I just cried all night and I'm still crying now, he's out with his friends.<br><br>I'm just so fucking angry and hurt, he's doubted my disability and my truth, what else is he gonna doubt? What else am I gonna lie about? I'm so fucking done with him right now.