You’re probably thinking: what does this photo have anything to do with asexuality? Well, on this trip in March 2015 I figure out I’m asexual. Here’s the story, written trying to remember exactly what I was thinking:
I am 14 years old. Most of my friends are changing. I guess I am, too. We’re going through puberty, so that entails a lot of changes. There’s this one change everyone keeps talking about that I just don’t understand. “You’ll start to feel urges,” I’m told. What on Earth does that mean? “You’ll want to do things.” I understand that “things” are sex, but that seems so far away. I still don’t really know what sex is. I mean I know what it is, but I don’t know what it entails. I don’t know why the word came rushing to me; it’s as if it were sent to me. Asexual. I look it up online. “Am I asexual?” and basically any variation of that question. I’m reading an article and crying, because that sounds so much like me.
Currently I am 18 years old. I still identify as asexual. I was not “too young” to know.
Stories like these are so important to me because so many young aces think they are too young to know and they’re not! Nor should they be scared of their label changing. You’re allowed to id as ace at 14 or 15 and no one should tell you otherwise!
Thank you for sharing and Happy Asexual Awareness week!
Submitted by @radieal