The way that exclusionists treat ace and aro people often reminds me of how the average person would treat me when I started being open as non-binary. Iβve said it once and Iβll say it a thousand times, we are not enemies. Our experiences do not oppose each other, they are intertwined. If youβre ace, if youβre aromantic, if youβre any variation thereupon; your home is here. You belong here, too. You are beautiful, and powerful; and you donβt have to explain yourself to anyone. You are a valued part of this community.
I very nearly just started crying reading this.
Iβve always loved this post. Iβm glad itβs back on my dash.
[Artwork of a vague human figure. In the first image the figure frowns at their hand, which is marked with a smeared rainbow of color from a wound on their chest. Text reads: βI believe, I believe, I believeβ.
In the second image, they look down at another figure sitting on the floor with arms around their knees, pulled against their chest, marked with green, grey, black, white, and purple. Text reads: βIn your pain, In your pain, In your pain.β
In the third image, the original figure gently pulls the new one up by the elbows. Text reads: βYouβre like me, Youβre like me, Youβre like meβ.
In the fourth image, they hug, smiling, with rays of light around them. Text reads: βWeβre the same, Weβre the same, Weβre the same.β The last phrase is written in rainbow colors.]
