Ugh...

So today I literally tried to tell my mom that I was asexual. For reals. And it definitely didn’t work out in any conceivably good way, as in it didn’t even really get told. I was shut down before that could even happen.

I started out in what I thought was a logical way, you know? I was looking at classes that were offered at my college, trying to decide one to take next semester and I saw an LGTBQA Issues class offered in Sociology. Cool, right? I thought so. I mean, it would be good to be informed on the community more than I am now. So I told about the school offering the class forgetting that I had just mentioned one of the most intolerable subjects that could come up in my family.

Apparently the fact that the college offers that class is “just wrong” and should be removed. Now, I agree with her on a few subjects, but this just isn’t one of them. She’s older, I get it. But when I mentioned that there was a community of LGTBQA people, she acted like it should be overturned as if it was some legit geographical location. This was right before I educated her on the fact that it isn’t geographically restricted, more like a support system for people who identify that way. That got me nowhere.

I just dropped it after that because I didn’t feel like I could tell her and expect any kind of positive reaction. How can I ever be able to do this? At this point my only choices are between no one knowing and me feeling alienated because of that or risking a reaction like the one I had today. And that wasn’t even particularly directed at me!

Suggestions?

#asexuality #comingoutfail