Coming Out Analysis

Ignorance Broken. Alone. While I may not have thought these words exactly at the time, they perfectly describe what I felt in middle school, junior high, and most of high school. Everyone around me constantly talked about their boyfriends and girlfriends, that one hot celebrity, who they had crushes on, their first kiss. I was never interested in any of these. By sixth grade, I was probably the only girl who hadn’t had a boyfriend, even if most elementary “relationships” only lasted a week. I saw no point in wasting time with something that was based purely on looks and popularity. I was more enthralled with reading books, playing trombone, and worrying about moving up to the seventh grade. In junior high, along with the stresses that come …show more content…
Between the loads of schoolwork, pressures of social obligations, and the cravings for acceptance, I worked myself into a downward spiral of stress, exhaustion, and near depression. Now, for me anyways, one of the struggles of coming out was that I also had to explain asexuality. I had to make sure the explanation was thorough and logical and that the other person would understand that it is actually a real thing. Which is why I decided to come out through text message- so I could proofread it. I came out to two of my friends in the fall of my junior year. They both took it well, and each time it was as if a weight had been taken off my shoulders. I didn’t come out to anyone else (outside of my tumblr followers), until about a year later. I was sitting in the prop room backstage at a musical rehearsal. I was sitting with this other boy back there alone, as we were the only two not needed on stage for the next few scenes. We were talking about something and he mentioned that he had never met an asexual person in real life. I kind of mumbled that he had, and told him I was …show more content…
Aces have “Asexual Awareness” week because we first need visibility before we only celebrate our pride. People still fight us at every turn. There has long been an argument on tumblr about what the A stands for in the LGBTQIA acronym. Many people insist that it stands for ally, even though it is not a minority sexuality or gender identity. Some people even organized an ally pride week during ace awareness week one year, and many organizations replace the asexuality with ally despite protests and individual efforts to change it. If there is more information out there about asexuality, and more people come forward with stories like mine, then less people will have to go through life feeling like they are broken or alone. Nobody should have to feel like that or force themselves into uncomfortable situations just to feel like they fit in. If anybody learned something from my story, or it helped them to understand themselves a little better, than I have reached my