#hate labels

When I was in 5th grade I came out to all my friends as gender-fluid and they highkey didnt gaf so I kind of just went back on it and for the last couple of years I said I was a trans man because they felt more “acceptable” to me even though I knew it wasnt really the right label and honestly idk

sexual orientation changed from lesbian to ambiguous

I'm so like harry ! I hate labels ! If i like a girl so be it, if i like a guy again so be it !!

So I just decided I don't want or deserve the title of best friend. Take it elsewhere, but do not give it to me.

NEUTRAL LABELS ARE STILL LABELS

Stop trying to fit me in any label !

Labels labels labels Here's some labels: Heterosexual - into just the opposite sex Bisexual - into both sexes Pansexual - into every single being Homosexual - into just the same sex Transsexual - they identify as a different sex Asexual - they just don't like sex It's possible to be these. It's possible to be extensions of these where as an example, you're asexual but romantically you can love someone else or you're homosexual but romantically attracted to the opposite gender or transsexual and attracted to your own gender. What is not possible is saying you're one of these when, for example, you say you're bisexual but the idea of a vajayjay or a peen disgusts you. That's not bisexual for you, look, I realize labels are important because they help with identification but sometimes it's pretty much impossible to find a label for some people. They just don't find anything they fall into. I've bounced around from thinking I was bisexual to thinking I was homosexual to thinking I'm heterosexual to thinking I'm asexual. Sexuality shouldn't need a label, but if it helps some people with identity, fine, but until sexuality isn't even a thing will I shut up about labels. I wish we didn't need these. I wish we could all just accept and appreciate one another without having to worry about the labels.

It's funny that when I have a lot of other stuff on my mind, I tend to go silent here or over the top posting about my kid. I swing wildly between not wanting to say anything, to randomly filling the gaps with the cuteness and joy (and/or frustrations) of raising a toddler, to silent again lest I become a mummy blogger (which I am anyway, because I am a mum who blogs, so...). Tl;dr - quite possibly introspective rambles ahead Also - might as well throw in a dash of mumblr (insert eye roll at labels here): F kissed the ground at the park (twice) as we were leaving today to say goodbye; he's used the potty three times successfully for wees; he's stated riding (sitting on and walking) his balance bike the past couple of days; all interspersed with some epic toddler meltdowns. Fun times.