The problem that I have with ME is the number of thingings that I am defining myself with. I am Demisexual, Demiromantic, Autistic and a bunch of other things. All these things feel right for me, but when someone tells me that they are several different things it makes me quake; there is something wrong there. Occam's Razor would suggest that many different major things is wrong, when there are so many other people that are not defined as such. one thing is more believable than more than one. As such, I am Autistic and the Demisexual, Demiromantic are not separate, but aspects of Autism.
I feel that I am justified in believing that I am Demi, in that thinking that I am has left me more comfortable with myself than I have ever been before, but as an aspect of Autism it works too. Here I sit next to my ex girlfriend, MPTR as she sets up a booty call with her new boyfriend, who is not me. I am not jealous at all. Her longterm boyfriend would be, but he is not here. I am not interested in her anymore, I have no romantic feelings either.
Will I feel romantic feelings again . . . I hope so. There is no greater feeling.
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