

A story I wrote about demisexuality when I was 16... Long before I realised I was demi
So I started writing this story because I wanted to add to the criminally small pool of stories about asexuality.
As it developed though I thought it'd be interesting to show my character questioning his label - something I'd also never really seen in a book, despite it being a very relatable queer experience.
So that's how I ended up writing about a demisexual. And now four years later, I'm my character's age. And I've also come to realise I'm a demisexual.
Kinda cool, right?
(Disclaimer - This is not an advertisement or anything, I have no plans to publish this. Just thought my fellow demis would find it interesting)