I’m in my 30s and everything kinda went tits up for me a few years ago when I did some serious soul searching and some healing and realized I am not attracted to men. And I’m not just weird! And, woof, women are pretty.

Sooo I got a divorce and did a lot more soul searching and now I’m in the deepest relationship of my life. It’s like every day I understand sappy love song lyrics more and more. Today I’ve realized that there’s an actual empty space next to me. I’ve realized that I actually ache with how much I miss her.

Jesus Christ, it’s so fucking sappy. And yet I’m so happy.

I wish someone could have reassured teenage me that I wasn’t weird or wrong or gross. But better late than never, ey?

  • robolemmy@lemmy.dbzer0.comEnglish
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    5 days ago

    I realized, at 60 years of age, I was aro/ace. I wasn’t in denial afaik, I just had no concept that it was even a thing. Once I read about it, I immediately understood why all my relationships had been so fucked up. I’m good at making friends and being a friend but anything beyond that makes me miserable and, by extension, makes any partner miserable too.

    Im flying completely solo now and I’ve never been happier.

  • Corvus Cornix@piefed.socialEnglish
    3·
    5 days ago

    I think I’ve always sorta “known”, but since much of my family and most of my country (or at least the part I’m in) are phobes, I didn’t really have the chance to really accept it until my late 20s.