So I’ve been compulsively picking at things. Satsumas. I’ll put on nail polish to pick it off. When I don’t have something like that to pick at I’ll pick at my skin. Digging my nails in to scratch and push out ingrown hairs. It’s not clever or very good. I’m glad my nails are short. I’ve been thinking lots of negative thoughts about myself.

i’m having a weird day sexuality wise, and body wise too. i am operating on zero libido today, a total ace day for me, and i’m also hating on my body a lot. which is a shame because i’m pretty sure my partner is very horny today, and i have no way or motivation to keep up at the moment. this also makes me feel increasingly irrelevant. 

Well hello shockingly accurate descriptor. 

My family are fond of nudity or sex scenes in game of thrones or true blood. Often they will point out to me the nude ladies as if to say “there you go Roxy something for you” and I get very nonplussed by it and almost offended. No I’m not seeing the nudity as a gift and no I’m not really aroused by it. How odd. 

But it doesn’t seem odd now that I know about asexuality and aromanticism. I feel like I should have been told about this before.

Well hello shockingly accurate descriptor.

My family are fond of nudity or sex scenes in game of thrones or true blood. Often they will point out to me the nude ladies as if to say “there you go Roxy something for you” and I get very nonplussed by it and almost offended. No I’m not seeing the nudity as a gift and no I’m not really aroused by it. How odd.

But it doesn’t seem odd now that I know about asexuality and aromanticism. I feel like I should have been told about this before.

My brain is battered and abused.
I am no where near to being a healthy person who makes healthy relationships in a healthy state of mind.
But I am expected to.
And now all I expect is more emotional abuse.
I can’t handle your anger when its directed at me. I am scared of you now.