Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.
All in Personal
Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.
Without boundaries, without expectations, without conformity.
“And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how the sausage is made.”
“I - really? You still want to be friends even if I don’t want to date you?”
“’But for one glorious moment, I touched the sun.’”
fortunately, this is rarely an issue with my gay friends since i'm clear about my boundaries. i do feel like an outcast at times, though.
So for now, I’ll walk that tightrope of compromise, walk, and fall and fall again until I have my footing.
But what if both perspectives meet somewhere in the middle? What if they weren’t straight, and what if they weren’t gay? What if they were homoromantic, even asexual?
I can finally say, I am much healthier and happier without her. From 2022 until some day, I have someone who understands the Asexual experience, and loves me.
I gaze at the mirror, as if trying to decipher the ancient mystery of my identity, of my true self–
Asexuality is not a mental illness, but if you’re a depressed and anxious demisexual just trying your best, blaming your sexuality that you’ve suddenly started talking about on mental illness can worsen queer imposter syndrome.