This guy. He is my example. He is the pretty. I met this beautiful human in person and all I wanted to do was stare at him and talk football.
As an asexual, it’s really hard to describe someone you find pretty. Normal people would think of that as “oh then you must be attracted to them”
But really I just find the person aesthetically pleasing. Like, if I could, I would take that person (and possibly their personality) and hang them on the wall. Just so I can look at the pretty and then continue about my day.
Does that make sense to anyone?
Social events with friends are slowly turning into a study in frustration and loneliness. An evening with friends now include their partners. Don't get me wrong they are great people (the partners); but a girl can only accept witnessing so many public displays of affection before she feels really uncomfortable and fairly ignored. I've even been skipped on the invitation list because I would arrive unattached. Worse, friends have canceled plans with me because their partner has suddenly become available. I thought I felt loneliness before but this is a whole new level.
I was sent this GIF version of my last project by Eli Bary (be2212@gmail.com)
I’m flattered and impressed.
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Kevin Bridges: A Whole Different Story
If anyone deserves a raise it’s the employee from four seasons total landscaping who answered the phone and went “yup, we can set up a podium and everything” and just acted like nothing was out of the ordinary.
squeezy-cheez The greatest factor for me has been the consistency of my experience. I spent years deeply confused about what I was feeling. At first I thought I was a late bloomer. Then I thought I was homosexual, because I think a lot of women are beautiful. Then I thought I was straight, because men are gorgeous. But during conversations about sex I was firmly not interested. I've repeated my disinterest over and over again in conversations and journaling through the years. And this was long before I knew and used the term asexual. I was talking with my cousin over coffee one night. We were discussing her new boyfriend and so forth. I confessed that I was a virgin; she was a little shocked and asked why. I told her I wasn't interested. She said that maybe I was asexual, it was something that had come up in her human sexuality course. I remember the next day I sat down and researched asexuality. I cried. No label has ever given me so much relief. This thing I was internally agonizing over for years had a name. I don't really think about sex on my own, the subject typically has to be brought to my attention. When the conversation does get going I feel so abnormal and uncomfortable. I feel broken almost every time. I struggle all the time with who I am. I worried, like you, that I was making it all up in my head. But the history of my experience is there. And most importantly, when I identified as asexual nothing about my experiencs changed, except that nowadays I am on average happier.
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I'm 27 and finally found out I'm different...not broken, go figure
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