y’all remember that tinker bell pixie hollow shit where all the fairies do the thing where they find out what profession is best suited for them? yeah that should be how it is for sexuality because this shits too fucking complicated
like, first i think i’m bisexual and that takes me over a year of questioning my sexuality to find out and i’m like… so happy i finally have it figured out :)
but then my sexy, dumbass of a brain is like, but what if??
and i’m like god fucking damnit we’re not doing this again, for the last time i’m definitely not straight
and my brain is like, no no, we got that, but like. what if… asexuality spectrum??
what. no, thats not–
brain: :)
and after who knows how much longer spent questioning, i finally settle on biromantic gray asexuality
and i’m happy! like, that’s cool! i’m feeling all comfy and happy, but then a while later my brain rolls up again like, maybe not gray ace :)
please for the love of god not this again
brain: when was the last time you were sexually attracted to an actual, real life person?
me: sweating nervously (the answer is never)
and i really don’t feel like unpacking that because it took me so damn long to get to this point and i really just wish i could settle on something and not have any doubts about it, so i just try to ignore it for a while but then my brain rolls up again a few days ago like, what if… aromantic too?
and i’m like, no, that doesn’t even make sense, wtf???
and my brain says, whenever you imagine yourself in a real life scenario where there’s obvious flirting going on and the other person is clearly interested in you, and you know damn well that you’d be terrified and more than a little uncomfortable
and i’m like, but!! that’s just my anxiety!! checkmate!!
but then i realize that’s exactly what i used to think about sex before i realized that maybe i’m just not interested in sex…
and my brain asks, when was the last time you were romantically attracted to an actual, real life person?
like, early high school?
but like, were you? were you actually romantically attracted to them, or did you just want to, like, hug them and sleep in the same bed?
me: nervous sweating intensifies (the answer is that i don’t remember because my memory is garbage and i barely remember what i did yesterday let alone the details of how i felt about someone over 5 years ago and haven’t seen since)
so i don’t know what the truth is and how am i supposed to figure this shit out??
like don’t get me wrong i love being queer but i already feel like i don’t know anything about myself so it was comforting to have one even just one concrete thing that i could say about my identity