Nothing is more frustrating than wishing that you felt something that you will likely never feel in your life.
Wishing you were what society would consider 'normal', but regretting your silly wishes, because despite the pain it brings, you still love who you are.
I love being asexual and the comfort and confidence I've found in the label, but I also wish I could relate to people without feeling like there's a wall that separates us. Knowing that we'll never truly understand each other.
interstellar espers
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“It’s sad isn’t it? I once thought worlds of you and now you’re just another lesson.”
— Beau Taplin, The Lesson
Ok I have beef with amatonormativity (the assumption that everyone prospers in an exclusive romantic relationship).
There’s a friend of mine. He’s a guy. He’s done a lot for me and I love him in a very naive platonic kind of way. They was you do your best friends.
When he gets happy his nose crinkles and his voice cracks and when he’s sad he gets the deeply pensive and world weary look and he’s always wearing shirts with holes in them.
He’s got two kids and the way he behaves with them just makes my traumatized heart hurt because he’s so gentle and wholesome and it’s so sweet.
I can’t talk to my mother about it because she always makes it wierd. In fact, most people like to make it wierd.
Can we just normalize having friends of different genders, different ages, different life-stages, and being allowed to love them? Why does love have to be this strange word that carries such a heavy stigma?
Isn’t it love to bake your injured friend a lasagna?
Isn’t it love to give someone a cool rock you found? Or a little trinket that reminded you of them?
Isn’t it love to want to make their day better and to see them smile?
Amatonormativity is killing kindness. Let me compliment people just because they look good in that shirt or because they have a nice smile. Just because. Let me be affectionate with my friends without it being wierd. Let me call them silly names or get them dinner without it automatically being called flirting.
Just let me love people in all the little ways i want to.
I find it so strange when allos are horrified at the concept of being alone forever. I don’t think anyone can be a healthy, fully-functioning adult if their happiness depends entirely on another person. Learning to enjoy time spent alone is one of the most important things you can do for your mental health because, whether or not you’re in a romantic relationship, you will spend a lot of time alone in your life. If you can’t be happy alone, it’s going to be very hard to be happy at all.
i need them incinerated