Why not procrastinate on whatever it is I'm meant to be doing by answering the first three questions of this thing I've been putting off?
1. What is your romantic/sexual orientation?
I am... asexual aromantic. That's the best way to put it, though my previous room mate describes it differently. He didn't have a name for it.
"This is you with dating. Someone's like "Harp, we should date!" and you're like "(bored voice) ok, if you want" and they're like "Harp, we should make out now." and you're like "(apathetic voice)Alright, I guess." And sometimes in my head, if someone's insanely smart, I'll imagine that I could see myself interested (literally, I fantasize about saying "wow, I would probably not say no if we had a relationship and it involved sex").
Therefore, my romantic/sexual orientation is asexual/aromantic with honorable mention going to compliant/apathetic and imaginary/removed.
2. Are you out? To whom?
I can't really say I'm "out" but I'm not exactly in, either. There are situations when I find it necessary or appropriate for a person to mention their sexual identity- if someone asks, if someone expresses interest, if someone's making a rude remark or joke, if there's a discussion and everyone's telling their identity in that " the delegates from each sexual orientation will now identify themselves for our round table discussion" way.
Aside from those situations, I just don't see the use in my own coming out. It's kinda none of my family's business, as they aren't the type to get all nosey and "Y U NO MARRY?!" They'll probably assume it's because I'm so weird that nobody'll have me, but they're family, so what do I care what they think? :P (Family is the ultimate trolling experience once you're financially independent because if someone hates you or what you are, you've always got the upper hand. No matter how much they despise you, they will always have that tie with you. Sure, there's the natural urge to think "my uncle hates me because I'm a librarian and he thinks librarians are disgusting" but with practice, you'll be grinning to yourself and thinking "ha ha, too bad, you're related to a librarian! U Mad! :P")
3. How old were you when you realized you were asexual? What made you realize it?
I was nineteen and someone had to suggest it to me. I was trying to sort myself and lamenting on my disinterest to my friends H and C when C said "you're probably asexual". I'd never heard the word and probably asked if that was actually a thing.
In the following weeks, everything just started to make sense. You know how you go through the card file of life moments and realize that you or other people have hinted at things that align with your current situation? That was me, and oh wow did I enjoy it. I'd only felt this sense of "I have a label and it fits!" once before, and that was during the beginning of my astrology kick when I had tremendous Pisces pride. Since then, those are the only two identities that I've ever really cared about with such fondness.
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