glitter on the west streets
I am officially moved into my first apartment! That is actually sort of a lie, I have so many boxes and stuff to move tomorrow because the storage people weren't around today, but I have keys and a suitcase in my room and a room and a private bathroom and granite countertops and stainless steel appliances because this place is SO NICE. It's
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Yeah, I know what you mean, it's a .. I mean I find that it's a strange conclusion to come to? I keep feeling a little like what people tell me is right, that some day I'll ~meet someone~ and all of my thoughts will change, that finally I will want to have sex with someone? Which is also kind of a scary thing to think, because they this thing that I've identified with really ISN'T real, or isn't valid, or whatever. It's confusing and tricky, like I suspect a lot of figuring out sexual identity stuff is. But sex isn't anything that ever really crosses my mind, either, I don't think about wanting to have it in general or wanting to have it with somebody, and the concept of seeing somebody particularly attractive or whatever and wanting to have sex with them is one that eludes me. I really enjoy being close to people, I like touching them and I like ... I mean theoretically I like the thought of sex in that I like how close it would be to someone? But I have no inclinations toward it, and I don't know that I ever really want to do it in practice, either. I'd be interested in dating someone, though, definitely, I am all for having a girlfriend or a boyfriend. That sounds like a pretty crappy therapist, though. I'd be really uncomfortable with that!
I feel bizarrely honored to have been the first person you wrote that down for, haha. I don't really talk about it a whole lot either, but I follow a couple of great asexual blogs on Tumblr that have sort of inspired me to do so more! Which is productive, maybe.
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