Post by rebecca on Sept 3, 2013 1:59:53 GMT
I'm biromantic and asexual. I realized I was asexual around February. I came to the conclusion that I was biromantic around March. I had been questioning whether or not I was asexual for a few months. Then one night, a few months ago when I was 14, I was sitting on the couch watching the Muppets, playing on my phone, and eating dessert. I spaced out for a few minutes. When my mind refocused, I was sure that I was asexual. I watched the rest of the episode, pondering my asexuality as I watched, then realized I wanted to talk to someone about my recent discovery. I got onto my computer and chatted my best friend and told her that had been questioning for a while and had come to the realization that I was indeed asexual. We had a long conversation. She was very accepting, but she had a lot of questions. I didn't even think of it as coming out at the time. That night I decided I would tell some of my other friends at school the next day. However, when I got to school the next morning, I was much too scared. All day, I kept telling myself that I would tell my friends, but it never happened. The next day passed and I was still too nervous. That night, though, I came out to a few more of my close friends, again using online chat. I also let my entire tumblr following know that I was asexual. Over the next few nights, I came out to a bunch of my close friends through online chat. Everyone was accepting, a few people had questions, and some didn't even know what asexuality was. After explaining asexuality to them, a few people told me that they thought they might also be asexual. There were two very close friends of mine, both queer, who I really wanted to come out to but was more scared to tell them than anyone else, for whatever reason. Many times, I would type up coming out messages while they were online then chicken out and delete them. Finally, I decided to send them each a screenshot of the wikipedia article on asexuality. One of them was totally cool with it, and the other one, at the time, although I didn't know it then, was identifying as asexual. He told me "Welcome to the club." I was pleased. I didn't come out to anyone else for a while. I would tell a few people from time to time and I always got good results. Coming out became a little less nerve-wracking each time. In May, as Cake Day approached, my friend and I were working on planning an asexuality information session for my school's Gay Straight Alliance. I decided that during that session, I would come out to the GSA because it would be easier to give information from the standpoint of an actual asexual than it would be from that of a well-educated ally. I was quite nervous. It would be the first time I ever came out to someone in real life. It was easier than I thought it would be, though. I showed up, and there were a few people and cake and I just started talking about my experiences and answered questions they had. Coming out, though it has gotten a bit easier, is still very difficult and nerve-wracking. I have not told any family members, and do not plan on doing so anytime soon.