arokaladin

I struggled a long time with not being able to find a label for myself, and feeling lesser or alone because of it, but now I almost wish I could go back to that time. Ever since becoming aware of my aro-ness, I've honestly felt worse than I have in a long time- not because I think being aro is bad, but because of amatonormativity, arophobia, the fear of spending my life alone, etc. I know nothing should really have changed, since I've always been aro, by all means I should feel better now that I know what I am... But I guess ignorance is bliss, or whatever

so turns out seeing her partner for the billionth time this month is more important to my friend than seeing me to celebrate my birthday ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

i live in fear of the day the Discourse finds my aro blog on tumblr

I've found out some of my friends are moving at the end of the year and it really brought my mood down. It also brought up the suppressed feelings of sadness from when someone important to me moved away at the end of last school year. 

hey aro "allies": boost our voices, maybe, instead of just preaching about how Valid we are

(i'm salty and also preaching to the choir, but then again that's not new)

I think one of my mutuals may have caught me vagueing on my aro blog, and now I feel bad, but also paranoid because she's not supposed to know that blog exists... Guess I'll Die™