I can’t stop doubting myself
My brain never ceases to question my identity. Despite being sure I’m aroace, I constantly have doubts. What if I’m subconsciously repressing myself? What if I’ve experienced romantic and/or sexual attraction and just don’t know? And etc. On top of that, romance and sex both seem like such abstract concepts that I seriously don’t understand how I feel about being in either situation.
Not knowing is the scary part. It just feels like it’s all built on being oblivious, and, as someone who always wants answers, it makes me very uncomfortable. I know that it’s healthiest to be able to sit down without having everything figured out, especially since I’m only 17, but those moments are when the doubt creeps in. I will acknowledge I’m likely impacted by being raised in religion and how my family thinks it’s so strange that I don’t like anyone like that.
I really believe it’s the best descriptor, considering I’ve never had a crush of any kind, and I don’t look at people and want to kiss or date or have sex with them, and I rarely remember that’s an option that I even have.
But, I don’t know… what if I’m misinterpreting everything?
(Edit: Sorry for initially mislabeling the flair! I’m new here.)