being fully aroace and ficto is really, really hard. accepting it is harder. (very emotional vent)
i'll never fall in love with, be attracted to, or have a romantic relationship with a 3d person.
it seems like a simple realization.
"oh, okay. guess i'll live my life differently then."
so then why does it hurt so much? i saw my friend going to the beach with her boyfriend. it looked wonderful. i'm so, so happy for her. i really am.
my older friend got married. i hope he's happy forever and ever.
i hold no hate in my heart towards non-fictos. i never will. but i hate the world for establishing romance as the norm. and i hate myself for wishing i could have it.
i can do the same. me and my f/o can go to the beach. we can get married. people say it to me, too. "you can go to the beach with your f/o. you can marry him too. what's stopping you?"
but it will never ever truly be the same. he's not here with me. he's not truly there with me at the beach, laughing as we wash sand out of our hair. he'll never feed me our wedding cake as my friends and family clap and cheer.
i've finally found love. i love my f/o. i love him to the ends of the goddamn earth, and i wouldn't do a thing to change that.
but the future with him seems bleak, and hopeless. i come home to him after a long day of school. later in life, i'll come home to him after a long day of work. but at the end of the day, i'll always only be talking to myself, and not to him.
"don't compare yourself to others," i'm often told as well. but i know this. i can't live a normal life with a 3d human. i already know this.
i can go on and on about how much it hurts, but the hardest part of this all is coming to terms and accepting that i'm fully ficto. nope, i won't go outside and one day randomly meet the love of my life. i'll never have what my friends have, what the world seems to have. i feel empty, hopeless and lost.