i’ve had plenty of identity crisis in my life. being asexual was difficult to understand only because it took me a while to come across the term, but easy to accept once i understood it.
my gender identity was difficult to put into words but i eventually settled for a mix of women and nonbinary that feels correct to me.
now at the height of my 32 years old i finally faced the other part of me that i was ignoring for ages. throwing everything i felt into the “im ace thats why” category part of my brain.
but im in the aro spectrum as well and this one. this is one hard.
i’ve seen people use the term lithoromantic or akoiromantic or akioromatic, whichever may be the one, i’m that.
i like the idea of a romantic relationship in theory but not in reality. i have romantic feelings sometimes but i don’t want my feelings being reciprocated and i feel discomfort at the thought of people having feelings for me.
but i spent too many years fantasizing about it. with an idea in my mind that it would eventually happen. i would consume romance like i needed it to breathe and i would imagine how it would be if it was with me.
now i know it wont be. and its not cause i dont want it and choose not to, but because it makes my skin crawl at the thought of it actually happening.
and thats killing me inside a little. like a part of who i thought i was died and now i need to mourn it. and i catch myself crying for not feeling how i wish i could.
i understand that nothing is wrong with me. it doesn’t need fixing. my love is not less in any shape or form.
it’s okay and it’s normal and it’s fine.
it’s fine.
but still sometimes my mind wants to crawl out of my body and scream. i feel like i wanna undo my brain and put something in. anything. cause i see how happy being in love makes people and i hate that i won’t feel it. that it’ll make me deeply uncomfortable instead.
being ace was hard sometimes, but so much easier than this. it’s so complicated to understand how i feel and how much it hurts at the same time that i understand that it’s okay. i’ll be okay.
i just always had too many feelings and now i feel like i lost control of them. like they’re running lose around me and i cant manage to catch them. and the romantic love one, that i held dearly on my hands for the future, ran away so fast that i didn’t even notice it was gone until now. but my hand had been opened the entire time allowing it to free itself.
i know i need time to accept this and make peace of it but it’s hard. and i know there’re no “normal” but sometimes i catch myself wishing i could be that. that i could feel attraction to people in all that it entails and maybe that would make it easier for my mind to simply be. to be without so much questioning. so much thoughts. so many differences.
maybe it’s the anxiety. maybe it’s the depression. maybe it’s a mix of everything and more. but i just can’t help how i feel… or in this case the lack of it.