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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