Well I always thought I was different but just chopped it up to ptsd. But even before I had symptoms, I was rarely interested in girls nor guys. I they either my friends or if they tried to hit on me I beat them up. It was simple. But that was when I was a kid and now I have a better understanding of my brain and what pisses it off or pisses me off. Dating other people was a no go for me, I was either too paranoid and aggressive with the person verbally. Not away to live life. In fact it was traumatizing me even more making it difficult even to drink coffee my favorite beverage and lost my shit over sweet nothing.
It was going that for three years and it drove everyone in the group home, my self included insane because of the drama. So i decided to kiss mirror reflection and see how I felt in the end. When I kissed my reflection that was when I decided through a odd spark that I was autoromantic and autosexual. For you nip heads it is a rare sexual that is becoming more common as the years go out. I don't know what is about being obscure that gets me. But that me I am unique and rare so obviously I was going to have rare everything. .... Be it talents, or thoughts on people or the things I collect ie, trading cards and stuff.
I had a flair for the rare. I remember looking at sports trading cards that a worker gave me and my friend Luke. And I'd alway try to find rare cards. The same when I go a thrift store or the Glenn ray recycling centre. I am a inverted Canadian picker me I didn't mean to be a Canadian picker it just happened so that I end up going around attracting rare things that people think our trash but usually find out your other way that they're not trash I have done this many times where I've gone to recycling centre is there a store found your items where there's anywhere that what is the record concerts or otherwise I have found a lot of rare items. It whenever I go to the recycling centre how are you doing one time I even God a pair of mountaineering shoes not boots but shoes with the crampons on them and I wear them all the time because they look classy Lolita like like a gothic. I am pretty sure these were the ones that George Mallory probably war or something similar to World War I he climbed Everest one year in the early 19 century so that's why I called in them Mallory shoes. When I go out I end up either finding used or new rare items that people everything to find or two at nine to but that is the case with them that is their loss. But I didn't think I was gonna be a rarity of my own.
I told you how a stumbled on the rare one in a million orientation, but had to look up What orientation is called when you have romantic/sexual feelings for one's self. And what google came up with was autoromantic+ autosexual. And there there was a a writer name Ghia Vitale who inspired me to tell the truth about my love life to my mom.......this was when she was still alive and well and I picked my shit of a phone and called my mother in the middle of the night. Rude yes its, but I HAD to tell her. She didn't mind the call and once again accepted me for who I am in the first place....yet again. So when mom knew it then it was offical I was dating my self and soon going to marry my self. I joined autosexual groups on Facebook and made some friends. I enjoyed it and was going to end up on YouTube for interview. Never been so certain about anything in my life.
Then a dumb fucker named marcel Nyugen who screwed up everything for me. Hey Siri redial gas if I did not go and make a bank account in my name for him or refund and do a bitcoin for him or some shit like that it was very aggravating annoying and I had to be very secretive I didn't like that. I am in the back on the dating other people circuit and it just was going downhill from there for me. I thought my wife was ruined at first because of this March now person a few weeks ago I just had to cancel that bank account saying it was a freaking fraud and then I had threatened the bastard with the FBI. But I was the side of the point I couldn't handle even on the introductory call to the bank and I said well cancel the account and delete the account to close the account or whatever when you want with it because it's a fraud I didn't do it willingly. I am soon going to meet Brett the beelord or I call him the cheating creep.
That bastard also cheated on me and he had the guts to break up with me, a great sin for me. And I threaten to call the police on his ass. I can still imagine him trying to weasel his lame way out that one and having to pay lawyer fees. I laugh at the thought of this. Since then I could bring my self to go one plent of fuckers nor facebook.
Now do I still get the hey baby from guy or girl......yes unfortunately. And every one was I tell the Neanderthals to fuck of or send them I picture of my erect middle finger......fuck you. So today got a flirty message on my whatyou. It's a messaging serious and ended up writing fuck off to her. And the block and delete. Not a good way to start the motherfucking day. And that was when I was when I finished my second book for the warttys. Warttys is like the the Olympus for writing and it's on wartpad. It's like social publishing site app that for the writing community. So this should have been the ultimate high for me but instead I ckeck my messages and told the whoe to feel me the fuck alone. It would be to broad a term for "normal" people to get what autoromantic is......they wouldn't understand so. Besides....what is normal any way. I'd like to know. So I think dating people outside your body =other people isn't normal....common but not healthy or intelligent.
I feel sorry for quote normals dating each other sticking the necks out for scammers and cheaters. It's going to hurt you, just watch. I highly recommend not dating if you give a shit about your mental health.
But what mental health because you actually need a brain to have a mental illness or disability or Illness. I find. My love life might be "imaginary" but so is you dating No autoromantic "brain". I don't get people that aren't autoromantic or not have diagnosis's. They drive me insane. So I date my self. That and that's how was born. It's like being black,white red headed, or whatever....it's in your genes.
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Sufi | book 3
Non-Fictionafter giving myself a good night kiss Sufi ended up finding out he was attracted to her self, She always was a different person but she didn't know why until she found out autoromantism. This is her journey though dating her self. "People who...