When I First Get Into A Ship Or Fandom, I Get Really Invested For The First Couple Of Days (or Sometimes

When I first get into a ship or fandom, I get really invested for the first couple of days (or sometimes weeks). Like, the only think I can think about is that ship or fandom. I’ll be up at 1:38am trying to find a 500k fic to tickle my traumatized brain. Then, suddenly, I’ll randomly lose most if my interest in it like Thanos was resurrected and did his whole “I am inevitable” snap thingy but only with me and my ships. Then, a couple of weeks (and sometimes moths or even years) later, I’ll just have the sudden urge to read a 100k Royalty AU of whatever it was I was originally interested in and the cycle will start again.

It’s like I was in a QPR (or Straight-PR I guess in some cases) with all the other people interested in the same thing but then we went through a gut-wrenching, tear-jerking, betrayal-filled divorce and now we have joint custody over our child. The child, of course, being the think that I’m enamored with when it randomly strikes my “Aww, look at this cute little thing. How can I traumatize it?” nerve that I still love when gone but it’s no longer my priority.

I’m just about to come out to my parents. I said (posted) earlier that I already told them I was Ace, but I feel like they kinda forgot about it. Plus, this time, I’m going to come out as AroAce and genderfluid. (I know I said I was demifluid, but I realizes otherwise.) Hope and pray for me. I’m pretty sure they’ll accept me (at least the AroAce part), but I don’t know about the Gender-fluid part. They’ve made some transphobic remarks before, so I’m super effin’ nervous. I’ll update later on, after I come out.

I still like Luke from PJO; I don’t think he’s a villain. Imagine you spend your childhood not knowing who your dad is and being left with a crazy woman who’s also your mother and can’t even recognize you, not to mention the psychotic episodes. Then you decide to run away with a GOLF CLUB for defense and find 2 other lonely kids on the street that you practically adopt and THEN you finally make it to a spot you were suppposed to be safe at only to be ambushed my a monster that kills your best friend who gets turned into a tree. Then you get shoved into a cabin with 50 other kids and never get sent on a quest even though you’ve been there the longest and was a permanent member and newbies are getting sent out despite your experience. And THEN your dead beat father finally sends you on a quest only for you to gain a scar across your eye and to almost die and then come back to camp realizing you still have to sleep in the same place with 50 other random kids. Bro that be traumatizing enough for anyone. Not to mention he’s only 19 and was 14 when he adopted two other kids. Bro just felt angsty for a second and then some dude comes along like “I’ll make everything better, I swear. I’m powerful enough”. ANYONE would take that offer. Then, his is (practically) little sister betrays him and the “good guy” from earlier ends up controlling his mind and possessing his body, making him betray everyone he’s ever loved.

You know the “man vs bear” debate going on right now where men ask women if they would rather be stuck in the woods with a random guy or a bear? I would honestly choose the bear. It’s not like I hate men or anything, but…the bear’s going to be in the forest anyways. That’s kinda where they live. I’d rather be in a forest with a bear that’s going to be there anyways than with a random dude that’ll just be kinda annoying. Not to mention, living in a forest by myself and hunting animals literally sounds like something out of a sick fantasy book and would be my dream. (Though I could probably never accomplish that due to my fear of bugs).

Update: So I told them, and here’s how it went:

My stepmom looked a bit confused but she said, “Okay”, and that was the end of that.

My dad, however…well, he started yelling, saying the typical things. “What does that even mean?”, “You’re confused”, “That’s impossible” and things like that. And I don’t know what happened, but I just blew. I started yelling, too, which surprised the both of them because I’m usually quiet. I started talking about how the both of them needed to start taking my feelings into account before they talk and act. They couldn’t just say something hurtful and ply it off as a joke every single time. Although I didn’t express it, I had feelings too, and hearing them say things hurtful about me or the LGBTQIA+ Community hurt those feelings. That shut my dad up really quickly. We had a long talk about communicating and how we would work through this.

So, all in all, I’d say it was pretty successful. In the end, I got accepted and had a meaningful talk with my parents that will hopefully make my life a little better.

I’m just about to come out to my parents. I said (posted) earlier that I already told them I was Ace, but I feel like they kinda forgot about it. Plus, this time, I’m going to come out as AroAce and genderfluid. (I know I said I was demifluid, but I realizes otherwise.) Hope and pray for me. I’m pretty sure they’ll accept me (at least the AroAce part), but I don’t know about the Gender-fluid part. They’ve made some transphobic remarks before, so I’m super effin’ nervous. I’ll update later on, after I come out.

How do I politely tell someone that I’m aroace?

There’s this guy in my class that has a crush on me. (There are very obvious signs and I’ve heard his friends talking about how he likes me). I’m friends with this guy and I value his friendship dearly, so I want to be as nice as possible. I really hate to let anyone, especially such a dear friend, down, but I just can’t stand the idea of me being in a romantic and/or sexual relationship.

Do I wait until he confesses that he likes me and then let him down?? Do I casually mention it in a conversation and let him figure it out?? Do I just…not tell him?? I don’t know what to do!! Does anyone have any advice, please?!