Hi ! I don’t know if this is really the place to say this, but I wanted to share an experience on the slight chance it might help someone not give into coerced sex. If you want to have sex (whether you’re an ace or a non-ace person, and if it’s consensual) by all means, do! But if you don’t want to, if you feel pressured to by society, here’s the thing…
A few years ago, I only knew of asexuality from vague few glimpses on the internet. Later, and even once I knew more about it, it would take someone telling me “Uh, you say you don’t feel sexual attraction, wow, you’re the first asexual person I’ve ever met.” to identify as asexual. Because even once I knew asexuality existed I couldn’t identify with it. To me, asexuals were a distant thing that existed, but they were other. Not me.
A few years ago, I was depressed. I had moved out the family home to pursue studies in another city. I wanted to fit. I started to crush on a guy. We flirted and, eventually, because I’m about as subtle as a punch to the head, I asked him if he wanted to have sex. With me. In a near future.
And the thing is, he wanted to. He also told me he had a girlfriend on the other side of the country but that it was okay, because he was twenty-ish and at twenty a man has needs, you know, so he couldn’t really be expected to remain faithful. And that yeah, he sure as hell wouldn’t mind taking care of those needs with me.
As I said, I wanted to fit in. I wasn’t expecting a relationship out of it, I didn’t know and thus didn’t care much about his girlfriend, and he was good looking so I supposed he was a catch and it couldn’t be too troublesome. Everyone did it, right? Sex, I mean. Luckily for me, we were on a train, we had just arrived at destination, we didn’t really have the setting for some nice, heady sex.
So I went home, and I told my mother. Who didn’t judge me. Who didn’t tell me I was a horrible person contemplating helping him cheat on his girlfriend. She only told me something along the lines of:
“If that’s what you want, do it. But if you’re going to have sex, make sure the other person is giving you something, that you’re taking something out of it as well, and that you’re not just offering yourself because you think that’s what you’re supposed to do. You’re worth more than that, and anyone who has you would be lucky to.”
And I didn’t contact the asshole, I didn’t have sex with him, and the fact that I didn’t remains as of today still one of the most empowering things I’ve ever (not) done.
These words don’t merely apply to ace people. They’re actually accurate to absolutely anyone who feels coerced, one way or another, physically or socially, into having sex.
I was lucky, okay? I was lucky to have good people around me, to have my mother’s wise words. So here, I’m sharing them.
Thank you very much, Anon! I don’t have anything to add to this, I’m going to let this story speak for itself.