So. It's been a while. I know. Not that many people actually read this. I don't know why you do, but thanks. I've recently come to a couple conclusions about myself. Number one; I'm aromantic. That means that I don't feel romantic attraction. I know this is contradictory to things I have published earlier, but thinking about I've always been told that I should feel certain ways about certain people, so I told myself I did. I do very much enjoy sex though. The Sammy that I mentioned last time and I are still dating, technically. I really enjoy being around Sammy, so we're in a sort of queerplatonic/fuck buddy relationship. Queerplatonic means that while we're just friends, we kiss and hold hands and do things that could be perceived as coupley or romantic. It works, and we both like it.
Number two; I'm going to live past high school. I know, that one sounds pretty obvious, but it's become pretty clear to mean that a large suppressed part of me never expected to live past grade ten. I've almost done that, so now I've got to start planning for the future. I hate planning. I'll just plan to become a mechanic and move out when I can afford it.
Number three; I am an HSP or a highly sensitive person. This means that I am someone who experiences acute physical, mental, or emotional responses to stimuli. This sucks, but explains how I'm an extrovert but I love people. It's just draining to be around them.
That's all this time guys.
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Dear Diary
Non-FictionThe diary of a totally fucked up person who just wants to be normal. This will follow the story of a genderfluid person named Alec as they struggle with self identity, stress and trying to fit in.
