Ok so LGBTQIA+ talk time since I seem to be amassing more identities and labels for myself.
Iâm L! Iâm bi, Iâm non binary (pronouns pending) and Iâm on the aromantic spectrum.
Sexuality
Being bisexual was something I denied for the longest time and I tried to ignore it in order to fit in. Guess how unhappy that made me? This was in part due to being in an environment that wasnât very welcoming for those who werenât hetero and partly because I didnât know anybody else who was bi.
When I first found out one of my old friends was bi, I started thinking more about my sexual identity. I joked about liking women, I said I had âgirl crushesâ but this was just a way of trying to justify my thoughts, being afraid to accept something I had been trying to push down for the longest time.
I knew I wasnât straight, straight people didnât have the same thoughts as I did. They didnât get flustered in same-sex changing rooms, didnât get awkward about Victoria Secret adverts, didnât gaze too long at women and tried to play it off as wanting to be like them.
So I accepted something I had known all along. I didnât come out about it, I was just bi. Nobody had to know, nobody needed to ask, it was just about who I liked. I have a preference towards men, but I can happily say I am attracted to women too!
Gender Identity
Last August about a week or so after my birthday, I looked in the mirror and thought, âHmm.â.
And then I texted my main gc with my irl friends and said âIâm nonbinary.â. I had cut my hair quite short a few months previously, and throughout those past months I had been thinking thoughts such as:
âwow I look so genderlessâ
âpeople might see me as a boy or a girl orâŚâ
âI could be mistaken for a boy!â
âthis outfit is so unisexâ
Iâd also been dressing less âfemininelyâ and wearing more âmasculineâ clothing. However when I texted that I was nonbinary into my gc it had also been a shock for myself. The thought of myself being nonbinary had never even popped up in my head over those months. Usually I took the time to ruminate over things, give careful consideration before going ahead with thoughts and words, but it seemed as though my body was working faster than my brain.
I felt as though I was lying, that I couldnât take back what I said and Iâd have to stick with that.
But I did think. And I thought and I thought and I thought. I asked my friends to give me time to think about my pronouns. To give me time to think about my new name. To let me think about what this meant for me.
I told teachers at school, but again I was scared about how my school body would react. I wouldnât be bullied, because 1) thatâs a crime and 2) I have such a violent reputation it wouldnât end well, but I didnât want to face the relentless questioning from my peers.
The scariest part of it all however, was when my teacher told me I would have to tell my parents about my identity, since any letters home would have my new name on them.
I had told my cousin and my sister about my identity since they knew and were a lot more open about trans identities, but my guardians were a lot older and not the most accepting of the LGBTQIA+. My guardians are my father and grandmother, who are quite old, and it was very nerve wracking for me to sit down with the two of them and talk about it.
âIâm nonbinary and Iâm bisexual, and being nonbinary means I donât identify as male or female, I exist outside of that.â
I showed them some videos and talked to them about what it meant to me personally, as well as what I wanted my new name to be. They took it surprisingly well. Thereâs been some hiccups and a lot of adjustments, but they didnât kick me out of the house like I thought they would or call me a slur! Itâs still not perfect, but itâs fine because Iâm estranging myself from them for â¨family reasons⨠unrelated to this.
I didnât mean to come out as bisexual, but it kind of slipped out in the moment. Not that they cared about that either.
The other hurdle was my mother, whose English isnât the best and also wasnât known to be a great supporter of the LGBTQIA+ community.
But even that went surprisingly well. It was pretty funny, I used a Thai translator and everyone there all laughed about it. I wouldnât have cared too much if she hadnât accepted me, we have a very complicated past.
To be honest, Iâm still figuring out my identity.
This wasnât the same as ignoring my bisexuality. There were no glaring signs, or moments where I may have thought âhuh im not cisâ. I had some weird things with how I felt about my body and the way I presented myself gender wise when I was younger. But then I knew this wasnât a spontaneous thing like how it had been when announcing to my friends.
Sometimes I feel like Iâm faking being nonbinary; that what I feel isnât what being nonbinary is defined as and that itâs a âphaseâ or something, conning everyone around me.
Iâm doing my best to stop thinking like that, and when I start therapy Iâd like to focus on that. I know that no human feels the exact same as any other. How I feel is valid and whatever pronouns I choose to feel or whatever my gender identity turns out to be in the future is my business and my business alone.
The term genderfluid popped up for me and it does seem to better represent how I feel, but I definitely prefer the term nonbinary. At the start of my journey I had the feelings of âdressing femininely to announce Iâm masc and dressing masculine to announce Iâm femmeâ. So donât worry if any of it is also confusing to you, I think thatâs how I want to come across! As an enigma. Think of Najime from Komi San.
A-Spec
So I just figured this out like 3 days ago? 2?? Who knows! This has been the best aspect of my identity and figuring out who I am so far. Unlike my sexuality and gender, I didnât even realise I might be on the aromantic spectrum! Iâd heard about ace and aro, seen awareness posts and heard storiesâ hell Iâve even seen Jaidenâs animation!!! I didnât relate to it all! But then this post about being lithromantic popped up for me and I related with it so much.
I put the thought on a back burner since itâs actually exam season right now, but while MAKING A POST ABOUT MY SHIPS AND NOT UNDERSTANDING THE ROMANCE BEHIND IT, I GOOGLED AROMANTICISM MORE THOROUGHLY AND FOUND MYSELF ALIGNING WITH SOME OF THE FEELINGS AND EXPERIENCES COMMON WITH AROS. I was screaming a lot.
How had I not realised?? The signs were so obvious and I hadnât even realised. Hetero romance is shoved down our throats from the moment we gain consciousness, so queer kids already know when their feelings donât match with whatâs being broadcasted around them 24/7. Same with gender, when everyone else seems to act and behave in the same way but you feel like youâre performing at all times. Itâs not quite the same for ASpec, which is really fucking annoying.
âOh you just havenât met the right person!â
âYouâre just coy!â
âWait until youâre older.â
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! Do you know how many other people probably lie somewhere on the aroace spectrum but have NO clue? All because of how weâve perpetuated this idea of one type of relationship dynamic? That everybody falls in love, that we all bone the right person and everything is amazing!
BULLSHIT. My friend also came out to me as on ace spectrum when I told her I was on the aro spectrum!
I now DO relate with Jaiden thinking she had high standards and nobody was appealing enough for her, I relate with the trying to choose a crush to have someone to talk about with peers or not understanding what the fuss was about someone.
I understand myself SO much better now! I love that Iâve now realised something about myself that I didnât even know! Itâs exciting! So many more things make SO much sense! Why I never pursued a romantic relationship! Why all my dreams and fantasies never involved a significant other! Why I hadnât experienced romantic attraction to someone for almost a DECADE.
Iâve found more terms that convey how I feel but I just prefer to say Iâm on the aro spectrum. I love romantic media and shipping characters, and I feel all the butterflies when something romantic happens to them. Sometimes I may even like someone but I donât want a romantic connection with them or a relationship. Well, I havenât had romantic feelings for anyone in a long time now, and I donât even picture myself in romantic scenarios anymore. I donât even think I can! I love that I can experience all this and I love that I can finally express it all!
Oh Iâm not asexual btw, I want to bone the shit out of someone. Down bad and proud đ. Though I would say Iâm somewhere on the ace spectrum since I donât think I can bone someone without first forming an emotional connection.
Being aro is something I want to go around proclaiming to everyone! Hopefully Iâll be waving my little bi flag and displaying my they/them pin, my outfit all the colours of the aro flag when the weather is better.
I hope you can relate to some of my experiences, maybe feel a little better that someone is going/has gone through the same shit before! I hope you enjoyed reading :D.






















