When I was in high school I thought all those stories about horny teenagers was a myth they made up on TV for entertainment. Now that I'm older I've learned that was not the case. I never felt like kissing boys growing up, despite the fact that I was most definitely attracted to them. As a result, I didn't have my first (and only) kiss until I was 18 years old. I hated the experience even though it was just a quick peck on the lips with my at-the-time boyfriend. I remember my parents lecturing me when I turned 18 that my boyfriend was still 17, so despite the two-month age difference, he was underage. I couldn't understand why it mattered since I had no plans to do anything sexual with him. For a couple of years, I thought something was wrong with me. Finally, I was introduced to a new concept I had never heard of before from the show BoJack Horseman: Asexuality. The way they described it in the show was so close to what I had been feeling, but it wasn't perfect. It set me on a path to learning about the aspec (the asexuality spectrum) and finally landing on the term demisexual: someone who experiences no sexual attraction until an emotional bond is formed. It was perfect for me. Now I love coming across anything with the colors of asexuality because it's a reminder of who I am and that there's absolutely nothing wrong with me.
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