This chapter will be ace related, heck I'll focus more on that.
*trigger warning* Buuut I also laid in bed for five hours before getting up and haven't eaten for almost sixteen hours.
Anyway ace related: I get these moments where I'm tempted to tell my grandma I'm ace and demi. I mean, yes I have a Super Religious family, and she's no exception, but I'm ace.
I literally want to do no one.
And being demi, can't really fall in love with anyone else if/when I get married.
Heck that almost seems more Christian like.
But then I remember that everyone in my family has boycotted Target because they have gender neutral bathrooms or something and pride pins/clothing.
It'd probably only make me more of an emotional wreck than I already am.
But... like Kauffman said... she should love and accept me as I am. And he means should as in that's what's to be expected.
The struggles of being ace in a super homophobic family: you're either gonna get kicked out of the house, or they'll ask why you didn't come out sooner.
And there's no way to tell.
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i'm ace? and part of lgbt?
Non-FictionSo I've seen journals of people in the LGBT+ community on here, and I've also noticed that asexuals seem to have lack of representation. I wanted to share my story so that fellow aces can relate and/or feel like they're not alone. I'll probably make...
