Telling him to educate himself on asexuality.
He responded with a really lovely message
“go fuck yourself, oh wait you can’t do that can you?”
Isn’t he hilarious?
You can email him here
I’m not suggesting people send him hate mail, because we shouldn’t, but he needs to educate himself and stop slandering asexuality.
Recent blog post here
O_O… I honestly can’t process that post. I just want to believe he’s a terrible satirist.
Very simple, very comprehensive list of gender, sexual, romantic, and relationship identities/labels. You should all go read this right now.
…oh my god, this is gorgeous. Everyone go read this, now. I’m putting it on my sidebar (and I’ve never had any links on my sidebar). Seriously, you will not regret clicking this link.
Today, there was miracle. I suppose that might be a bit too big of a word for what happened, but a miracle is something that changes you, and that is what happened.
I am a horribly sappy little dude, so whenever something amazing happens I just want to skip around like a My Little Pony.
I spent four hours with two strangers talking about our lives. It began as a study group for our world history course but after a few minutes, the girl in the group began to lightly tease the other member about his refusal to share his given name, which was Chinese. After a short while, she began to ask him more questions about his life. I will not be sharing what either of them said about their lives, I feel like that would destroy how amazingly special the experience was. Despite this, I feel it is important for to make the point that neither of these young people have had anywhere near an ideal life, and some of the stories I heard shared were hard to comprehend, because I don’t want to imagine that anyone would be put in such a awful situation. I was at first uncomfortable, and kept silent. Of course, the girl noticed this after while and began to ask me questions. I brushed most of them off, answering vaguely as I could. (ie: ”what is your family like?” “It’s okay sometimes.”). Then she asked me about my hair, curious about why I kept it so short. Not wanting to out myself, I simply responded that I liked it that way. She continued, saying she wanted to give me a makeover, do my hair, my make-up and make me into a “hot mama-girl”. I told her no thanks, and quietly said to myself, “I am not a girl”. She heard my whisper and asked me if I would repeat myself a little louder. At this point I began start shaking, but I decided to go ahead anyway, and tell her directly. The young man, who had not spoken for a while, turned to me and said, ”You’re Transgender? I’d like to shake your hand.” I was still trembling, but managed to reach out and do so. He explained that he was a member of a certain infamous internet forum, and on occasion a Transperson would show up there, looking for help, and he could never imagine what it was like for them. The girl had taken a bit of time to process it, then mentioned Tyra Banks, and asked me a few respectful questions about my childhood, then made a comment about how my eyes were very soft, and that they gave me away a bit. Then she asked if I was on hormones, which I am not, and I explained that my family had no idea. She double checked if it was okay with me before asking if I was sexually attracted to men or women, to which I explained that I am asexual, and panromantic. I explained to her the best I could, but ended up opening up my laptop and taking her to AVEN-wiki, where I could more easily explain sexual attraction or desire vs. arousal. We spend a few more minutes on this before drifting back to our studies, and later went out to the gas station for snacks, before heading to class.
After class the girl passed me a note, and quickly left. It nearly left me in tears. Today, she not only shared with me some of her biggest secrets, but gave me a wonderful piece of advice on life; To share your story. She wrote that the more you open up, the easier it will become and never to forget that there are people you meet for a reason, urging me to keep in touch.
For the first time in a very long time, I have real hope and truly believe I have a future.
How is THAT for a first coming out? (aside from one friend up at university) I think it went pretty well.
Today I made cake pops with devils food cake and dulce de leche. This was my attempt at representing the ace flag in chocolate.