SEVERAL ASEXUALS' TESTIMONIES



The following is a stories/testimonies a compilation of dozens of asexuals' I've talked to. I am endeavoring to have them individually write their own testimony or story in their own words with a name attached. The need for a name has been the greatest stumbling block. I've maintained that since we are all, each and every human being, valid and worthy children of God, a name should not make any difference except that in this day and age of the proliferation of lies, falsehoods and half truths, a name says 'I own that account,' which seems to be an integral part of our educational process.

Daniel

The first I can remember, I was attracted to my brothers and not my sisters. As I grew older, the attraction for my brothers changed to an attraction for my friends. I had a very strong desire to be with them, to do various things with them, to talk with them. I must have had a half dozen to a dozen friends I felt this way about. Later, because they moved or developed other interests and the increased fear of something called "homosexuality," my choice circle of friends diminished to five or six, then to three or four and finally to one or two. Because of our long association and the feeling like we could trust the other, our friendship grew into a non-sexual love. We weren't homosexual, at least I wasn't. At that point, I had no interest in sex. We played sports, athletics, participated in extracurricular activities and student government.

Because we were always together doing things, the rumor mill branded us a homosexual. Intellectually, I knew what the word meant and in reality everybody goes through a homosexual phase. Even the skin heads, hoods and tough guys, although they bate each other so they have to prove their masculinity to the others resulting in some cases violent sex with girls, they are really homosexual because they crave that attention, the affirmation of their male friends and if homosexuality was such a scourge, these macho groups would engage in love [fests] as opposed to robberies, assaults and murder.

Because of the name calling, my friends and I grew apart. Although, at the time, I never any sexual interest in my friends, because of our love, in time as I developed along those line, it quite possibly could have become sexual. However, at that time, I never had any sexual interest in anyone, male or female. The name calling, jeers and intimidation freaked me out and turned me off to all that crap. To this day, I don't know whether it is that I don't or I won't allow myself to think about it, but I get hives every time I think about sex period.

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More Asexual's Testimonies to be added soon.

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