I’ve been thinking about writing this for quite a while now, but only now have I decided to do so. It may shed some light on what the life of a sex-repulsed ace is like. I hope it will help people to better understand us. And it may help someone else to find themselves, find that they are not alone, or help in some other way.
I first met Karen through Facebook in August 2010, when Facebook used to suggest friends for you.
I am a woodworker making small boxes and pens.
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I suppose if you’re cis (or just think you are), you want to know how people come to this type of conclusion about ourselves.
After all, it’s not like we live in a world or culture where it’s any at all “normal” for people to question their assigned gender at birth (AGAB) at any point in their lives.
First off, what does it truly mean to be asexual?
The definition of Asexuality is when one does not feel sexual attraction. There is nothing wrong with this, nothing that should be fixed. It is a real sexual orientation.
In my travels across the country to offer workshops, I sometimes fear how audiences in the red states receive my work. I grew up in a very conservative household, politically and religiously.
Firstly, my medical history hasn’t directly impacted on my identity as what I would often say is ’90% non-straight’. However …in retrospect it defiantly made the coming out process more difficult.