Oh, hello again. So nice of you to stop by.
I bet the title of I am Asexual came as a bit of a surprise. Considering my previous posts, you all probably thought I was some sort of sexual deviant. So many confuse being Little with being a child predator. WRONG! Then there are the people who think being Furry means you want to have sex as an animal, or are into bestiality. WRONG! Even trans women will get accused of predatory behavior when they simply wish to use the bathroom.
In the ABDL community, aspects of it can be sexualized, but it is between two consenting adults. Absolutely no children are involved. Now, the furry community does have a deviant subculture, but again, it involves two consenting adults. Sure, some will fetishize diapers, and others will fetishize furries, and some would even fetishize diapered furries. Then again, there are people who fetishize just about anything, so singling out one community for deviant behavior is wrong. Every community has its share of deviants.
So, what is my deviation? It’s asexuality. What that means is that I don’t get erotically aroused by men, women, or anything for that matter. I can look at men and women and correctly identify what makes them attractive or beautiful. I might even get interested in someone, male or female, based on those qualities. But my interest isn’t sexual in nature. Any attraction I might feel isn’t accompanied by any sexual desire. My body, however, does respond appropriately to certain stimuli, but that is just a natural part of human nature and biology. It doesn’t change the underlying asexuality.
Now, on the romantic side, I can fall deeply and quickly. I need and desire that type of connection. That romantic side forms deep and bonding friendships without any sexual elements. It could be of any gender, as it isn’t always manifested as a romantic relationship in the typical sense. The ending of such a friendship, which is on a romantic level, always brings with it the same pain as if a so-called “traditional” relationship were ended. Some might say that means I’m really bisexual or perhaps even pansexual. Not at all. There’s no sexuality here, and from the eyes of others, there’s no real romantic relationship either. It is just a signal of how quickly and deeply I bond with others. When I say I love my friends, that is no exaggeration, nor a word chosen flippantly. I truly do love, and love deeply.
Unlike my other entries, I’m not going down the path of how I learned this, or what other things that means. Some might argue that a medical issue is at work. All I can say is this isn’t medical. It has been a lifelong challenge, much like the previously described aspects of my identity. It is something I’ve learned to live with, mostly because I don’t know any different. It has caused some issues in relationships as well, as, like everything else about my identity, it is completely misunderstood.
So here it is, my shortest reflection to date. I am a woman. I am a Little. I am a Furry. I am asexual. All labels aside, I am Jessica.