I've been dealing with a lot and was cuddling with a friend. I love cuddling so very much, but then I was worried if the reason I loved it was because it was somehow sexual. After research and talking it out with others, I've come to realize asexuality explained a lot.
It's been a relief. I've spent most of my life trying to convince myself to be okay with sex by telling myself how good, beneficial, and wonderful sex is and thinking "if I just find the right man, I'll want it". But I'm not just asexual, I'm adverse/repulsed by sex and privates. Frankly pregnancy too, and I honestly don't understand why women like infants. I have been this way since I came to know these things, not because of some sexual trauma. I have never told another christian I felt this way, because I knew it wasn't normal. I know I would be lectured, belittled, or worse. I've been living in a sort of hopeful denial, that everything will just "click" if I found a loving and healthy partner. I've finally accepted that might not be the case. I know God accepts me too.
However finding out I'm asexual is also stressful because I want a committed, physically affectionate romantic relationship... but who would willingly accept me other than another asexual. I still have my doubt since I'm a virgin, I still think "what if I just tried it, maybe I'd like it?". Yet experimenting outside of marriage or "trying out marriage" just to divorce because we cannot compromise -- both appear morally wrong. I feel like I'm in an impossibly cruel catch-22
I find myself leaning more and more to experimenting.
Even though celibacy is easy, living in a world that expects committed relationships to be sexual isn't. Knowing that most men actively want sex regularly and denying that in marriage is "morally wrong" isn't easy. Knowing most men would divorce me because I can put out enough, isn't easy. Knowing that no matter what I do, I'll either hurt people, God, or be depressed and miserable by starving myself of affection -- isn't easy.
I just don't know what to do.
It's been a relief. I've spent most of my life trying to convince myself to be okay with sex by telling myself how good, beneficial, and wonderful sex is and thinking "if I just find the right man, I'll want it". But I'm not just asexual, I'm adverse/repulsed by sex and privates. Frankly pregnancy too, and I honestly don't understand why women like infants. I have been this way since I came to know these things, not because of some sexual trauma. I have never told another christian I felt this way, because I knew it wasn't normal. I know I would be lectured, belittled, or worse. I've been living in a sort of hopeful denial, that everything will just "click" if I found a loving and healthy partner. I've finally accepted that might not be the case. I know God accepts me too.
However finding out I'm asexual is also stressful because I want a committed, physically affectionate romantic relationship... but who would willingly accept me other than another asexual. I still have my doubt since I'm a virgin, I still think "what if I just tried it, maybe I'd like it?". Yet experimenting outside of marriage or "trying out marriage" just to divorce because we cannot compromise -- both appear morally wrong. I feel like I'm in an impossibly cruel catch-22
I find myself leaning more and more to experimenting.
Even though celibacy is easy, living in a world that expects committed relationships to be sexual isn't. Knowing that most men actively want sex regularly and denying that in marriage is "morally wrong" isn't easy. Knowing most men would divorce me because I can put out enough, isn't easy. Knowing that no matter what I do, I'll either hurt people, God, or be depressed and miserable by starving myself of affection -- isn't easy.
I just don't know what to do.
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