Oho. That is all. Wait, I'm against posting one liners... so I guess I'll just say something. At least then I won't be TOO hypocritical. I met someone the other day during my break that said "Bisexuality is just a way to experiment. If you like men, you're gay (Well, in my case, anyways.), if you like women, you're straight." I laughed, and walked away. Clearly the woman did not know what she was talking about. The funny thing is, she probably didn't even know who she was talking to... or what sexuality he was. Then again, I did ask her, after striking up many good conversations involving politics and religion. And we all know how I feel about those topics. Oh my. I seemed like a huge bigot there. Oh well. It gets the point across~
I don't think I really need/want to conform to a certain group of sexuality, it may be different if I were completely homosexual or even heterosexual because they both like a certain group of people whereas in my situation, I could love anybody, so conforming probably wouldn't be needed unless I wanted to confirm something to myself. But, after reading a bit on the "Demisexual" subject you brought, I think it's safe to say that my sexuality matches that of the description of "Demisexuality," so... I'm comfortable with that idea. :derpe: Oh Saikyo, you little rascal. :derpe:
I guess the reason I get so hung up on "finding a label for yourself" is because I think that in doing so you can often find acceptance within a group of people whom share the same label, and I think that is often important when dealing with a topic such as sexuality. I think it's important to the human psyche to feel included in a group, or at least that is often comforting. It gives you something to point to and say "I am That" rather than "I am... bwuh..." But true individualism can not be labeled and I Wholly respect that. I think it's as important to rise above labels sometimes as it can be embrace them other times.
Being in numbers makes people as a whole feel stronger. Alone, we're kinda useless, because we can't present any of our ideas to anyone, and we don't have anyone to share our lives with. That's where relationships come in.
Nope, but you have a British accent. :derpe: I am my own person. :derpe: I find labels annoying myself, but sometimes it's nice to know that there are others that are going through something similar that you can relate to.
Labels are optional. I view my friends as people I enjoy being around. I'm generally pretty open to anyone, but my personality conflicts heavily with religions fanatics or do-gooders. Not that I have anything against them personally--I just end up sounding like a disrespecting jerk because of who I am.
Well friends, I come to you with a pretty complex predicament and I hope that someone can clear it up... I'm in a questioning stage of my sexuality. Some psychological theories suggest that human sexuality is on a fluid spectrum and I may feel differently about various genders at various times, while others would have me believe that my sexuality is set in stone. I have had both romantic and sexual experiences with both sexes and my personal experience can be summarized as this: boys are fun, but I can only be romantic with a girl for any serious amount of time. Perhaps I have yet to find the right boy, but I have a hard time keeping something as special as a romantic relationship under wraps from my parents, who I have a very close relationship with. I have OCD. Although the media portrays OCD as being a clean freak, it's quite different. It's a mild form of schizophrenia, basically - it creates "thought loops" and patterns of thought that cannot be escaped unless you perform some sort of ritual to chase it away. Sexual confusion is one of the most common anxieties associated with OCD and, as one delves deeper into an anxiety attack with OCD, one is deluded into thinking things that are not true. I am medicated, and at times, I feel like my bisexuality is just my OCD, but at others I feel that it is who I really am. Sorry for writing a novel. Is there anyone with any insight?
Again, you are to be commended for coming forward with this. It sounds to me like you have quite a bit of internal conflict when it comes to understanding yourself. You spoke out in the "T" thread about issues regarding self-discovery and it sounds here like you are feeling the same about your sexuality. I know about OCD and I can safely tell you that sexuality is not a related factor. How you feel about your sexuality is something that is part of your personality; it is not part of your diagnosis. I would encourage you to take some time to look inside yourself and really think about how you feel. It would also be a good idea to seek out some of your supports and try and determine how you can handle things like speaking with your family about your sexuality, should the need to do that ever arise. Again, we're all here to support you as you journey down life's road. Thanks for sharing this with us.
I don't think sexuality is directly influenced by OCD. You have medication to keep that under control, but your medication doesn't stop you being bisexual. Find what makes you happy and comfortable. I think the goal in a relationship is happiness (and also being stress free).
I just remembered an interesting story regarding my sexuality. Thought I'd share it. So thinking back, I can remember my earliest "gay" thought. Back in eighth grade, I was living in Germany and went to a private English-speaking international school. The entire eighth grade class was only eight kids including myself, so we were all very close. I remember one of my friends eventually got a girlfriend, which was weird to me as I had never had any interest in girls. I never even talked to them actually at that time. And I just remember overwhelmingly jealous. Not because he had a girlfriend and I didn't. No, I was almost mad at the girl. She took up all of his time and I barely got to talk to him anymore, and I just felt SO jealous, almost like I myself wanted him. In retrospect he was probably my first crush.
Blissfully oblivious, eh? Well... More of a Seethingly Oblivious. Seething with rage that is. No... That doesn't fit either. Hmmm. In any case Is the use of 'Dawww' appropriate In this context?
Interesting. I remember having my first Homosexual thoughts back in... 7th grade. There was this one kid who had the most beautiful Blue eyes I had ever seen. I literally couldn't stop eyeing him in my Science class. He was a pretty nice guy, too. We sat together with a few buddies from class (Whom are my friends from pretty much my entire time here, in Texas.) during lunch. I could never take my eyes off of him. Of course, being homophobic, I was scared outta my mind, because I never really knew why or how I was feelin' this way. I let out a sigh of relief when he moved to Chicago. From that point on, I was questioning my sexuality, and wondering if it was really worth bein' scared over. 3 years later, I'm no longer homophobic, Bi... quite a dramatic change. I owe it to this site, really, for lettin' me see what great people were, and could be, regardless of their sexuality, hence why I'm so devoted to voicin' my belief on this subject matter. Thinkin' back, I'm a bit down, knowin' I'm most likely not gonna see his eyes again. Blue as the Ocean. Bein' lost in someone's eyes isn't something I can really explain... It's just like starin' into space. Now I realize how much of an idiot I was back then. Never really thought I'd be bringin' that old thing up. This place is just full of surprises. Quite... interesting to me. Obsessive Compulsive Disorder... One of the reasons I'm thinking of delving into Psychology. It all depends on where it comes from, my friend. Usually, you can tell when things are comin' from the heart or from the brain, but with OCD, it's understandable to feel this way. If you genuinely feel that way, then it's not OCD, rather, it's just you, which, of course, isn't anything to be ashamed of. With OCD, you can never tell, though. Sometimes you have to search yourself to find answers. I recommend you do this.
I'm not gay, but I just want to leave this thought here: Masculine men like masculine things. Masuline men are masculine. There for, likeing masculine men is masculine. Most people say that its gay(the insulting way). Therefore, gay = masculine, and they just called you masculine. I hope I wrote that so it makes sense...
Wow, thank you for sharing that with us! It's an absolutely adorable anecdote. :3 First crushes are always a little confusing and can cause us to experience emotions we've never felt before. It's always a little exciting as well as a little strange.
I actually began my first semester at a large university with every intention of becoming a cognitive-behavioral therapist, using my experience as a way to empathize with others and to help me with my job. I ended up in group therapy on campus because of stress and depression (which I am still struggling with, good thing I'm transferring next semester!) and realized that, when others open up to me, I have a hard time not being overly empathetic to where it almost hurts me. It's a difficult concept for some people to grasp, but I can empathize to the point where I feel everything that the other person feels as if they were my own emotions. I decided that this was not something that I could do for the rest of my life and changed my major to elementary education. Thank you for sharing! I didn't have a true interest in anyone until I was a sophomore in high school. I guess I was a late bloomer (or I was too preoccupied with other things).
That made a ton of sense, to me anyways. I've never really had a preference as to people's Masculinity or Feminimity. As long as they were good people, that was all that mattered.
I actually know what that feels like; Feeling someone's every emotion. I don't actually know what caused it, But it happened during the summer, Partially because I had nothing to do and was Perpetually bored to the point my life became A simple dull continuation of existence. With that, For some reason or other, I began to think of what other people must Feel like, what must be going through their heads. I think it began to dominate my mind at that point; It got to the point I couldn't turn on The news without wanting to break something. However, In the second have of summer break, I began to actually have things to spend my time on. Then I had an actual vacation. With that, Whatever had decided to torment me left. So, If you ever need any help, I'm always happy to speak or listen.
Thank you, dear, I appreciate it. My religious friends call it a "spiritual gift", sort of like bearing the burden for other people, and it actually does really help those who I relate to, they like to know that they are not alone and that someone understands them. As much as it helps me to know that I help others, it's a lot of stress on myself carrying others' weight around.
