Questioning if I'm a lesbian, pansensual with a strong preference for the female gender spectrum (or maybe neither?)
Posted: Tue Aug 30, 2022 11:36 am
[my pronouns: they/them, he/him]
(It’s a very long text. I’m Brazilian, so sorry if there are spelling and grammar mistakes)
(CW, TW: sex with men, mention of homophobia, sexual harassment and having sex without wanting to do it)
Okay, I really need help with this because I can't stop questioning myself and I can't come to a conclusion. And I apologize in advance if anything I say might be offensive or an emotional trigger, so if it doesn't do you any good to read about it, please don't read on.
Hi! I’m 22 years old, nonbinary, afab, asexual (strict), aromantic (probably strict too), but I feel sensual attraction (means desire for non-sexual intimate physical contact with someone, such as kissing, caressing, holding hands. Strict asexual and aromantic people may identify as “[insert some orientation like pan, bi, gay, lesbian, etc] oriented aroace” because they feel a non-romantic and non-sexual attraction, like sensual attraction) and I also have sex (in case you don't know and are confused, asexuality is about lack of sexual attraction to other people, it has nothing to do with not enjoying sex or not having libido, although it’s common for asexuals to dislike sex). My current question is whether I am pan(sensual) with a strong preference for the female gender spectrum or lesbian, in relation to sensual attraction. I also wanted to let you know that I already read the masterdoc, and despite identifying myself with several things, I felt certain difficulties with it due to the fact that I'm on the asexual and aromantic spectrum, and even now I feel a certain repulsion for dating.
HISTORY:
To give a better context: I’m an extremely submissive person with a high need to please others by being what they want, expect or need me to be, which makes me someone very vulnerable, manipulable and with a very weakened ego to a level that I don't even know who I am and what I like in many ways, like I'm a puppet (I've been trying to get better at this in therapy, and I've made good strides over the years, although I'm still a pretty submissive person and with a lot of difficulty to impose myself). It's very difficult for me to distinguish what I genuinely like from what I've forced and conditioned myself to tolerate and think I like, because it's extremely easy for me to just ignore and nullify my likes and desires, and accept what others want from me, being at the complete disposal of others, doing things I don't like because I don't even realize I don't like it. It often takes me a long time to realize that something I'm doing actually makes me uncomfortable and I never really wanted it. It's a totally automatic behavior that I have, before I realize it I'm already doing it without noticing that it makes me feel bad or that I simply don't want it for me. It’s very difficult to separate what I like from what others want me to like because my goal has always been, even if unconsciously, to obey, to be exactly the way people want me to be, so that they like me and I be accepted and validated, so I can’t say “no” (saying “no” is one of the hardest things for me, it always takes a lot of effort for me to be able to say it). So all the doubt I've had about my sexuality comes from this, from my great submission and the fact that I bury what I want so deep that I can barely see, “reach” and understand what I really want, what i really like. I have also always had a very strong influence from the traditionally Christian and repressive upbringing I received from my family, which made me think that the option of liking women and/or not liking men didn’t even exist. It wasn't even possible to cogitate it, it wasn't a possibility, I “had” to be straight and being gay was “wrong” and “sick”.
Another information that may be relevant is that I have a lot of daddy issues, and this could explain a probable need for male approval, validation and attention, even if it means accepting to receive this attention in a sexual way... I feel the need for approval in general (I also have a bit of mommy issues) but I feel it's stronger with men.
I've had 4 romantic relationships in my life, all with cis men:
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Finally, story told. Now getting more straight to the point:
I don't know if to be a lesbian you need to feel repulsed, or if just indifference counts. There are also many things that are difficult to decipher because of my asexuality and aromanticity. What if actually being with a girl for real (not just imagine it) is unpleasant for me and I just idealized it would be pleasant?
Anyway, I know I wrote too much, I gave a lot of details, but I'm really lost and I wanted more opinions, and not exactly “answers”, because in the end only I can get the answer. I want to know if the things I said make sense and I’m really sorry if I offended anyone in any way.
Thanks for reading.
(It’s a very long text. I’m Brazilian, so sorry if there are spelling and grammar mistakes)
(CW, TW: sex with men, mention of homophobia, sexual harassment and having sex without wanting to do it)
Okay, I really need help with this because I can't stop questioning myself and I can't come to a conclusion. And I apologize in advance if anything I say might be offensive or an emotional trigger, so if it doesn't do you any good to read about it, please don't read on.
Hi! I’m 22 years old, nonbinary, afab, asexual (strict), aromantic (probably strict too), but I feel sensual attraction (means desire for non-sexual intimate physical contact with someone, such as kissing, caressing, holding hands. Strict asexual and aromantic people may identify as “[insert some orientation like pan, bi, gay, lesbian, etc] oriented aroace” because they feel a non-romantic and non-sexual attraction, like sensual attraction) and I also have sex (in case you don't know and are confused, asexuality is about lack of sexual attraction to other people, it has nothing to do with not enjoying sex or not having libido, although it’s common for asexuals to dislike sex). My current question is whether I am pan(sensual) with a strong preference for the female gender spectrum or lesbian, in relation to sensual attraction. I also wanted to let you know that I already read the masterdoc, and despite identifying myself with several things, I felt certain difficulties with it due to the fact that I'm on the asexual and aromantic spectrum, and even now I feel a certain repulsion for dating.
HISTORY:
To give a better context: I’m an extremely submissive person with a high need to please others by being what they want, expect or need me to be, which makes me someone very vulnerable, manipulable and with a very weakened ego to a level that I don't even know who I am and what I like in many ways, like I'm a puppet (I've been trying to get better at this in therapy, and I've made good strides over the years, although I'm still a pretty submissive person and with a lot of difficulty to impose myself). It's very difficult for me to distinguish what I genuinely like from what I've forced and conditioned myself to tolerate and think I like, because it's extremely easy for me to just ignore and nullify my likes and desires, and accept what others want from me, being at the complete disposal of others, doing things I don't like because I don't even realize I don't like it. It often takes me a long time to realize that something I'm doing actually makes me uncomfortable and I never really wanted it. It's a totally automatic behavior that I have, before I realize it I'm already doing it without noticing that it makes me feel bad or that I simply don't want it for me. It’s very difficult to separate what I like from what others want me to like because my goal has always been, even if unconsciously, to obey, to be exactly the way people want me to be, so that they like me and I be accepted and validated, so I can’t say “no” (saying “no” is one of the hardest things for me, it always takes a lot of effort for me to be able to say it). So all the doubt I've had about my sexuality comes from this, from my great submission and the fact that I bury what I want so deep that I can barely see, “reach” and understand what I really want, what i really like. I have also always had a very strong influence from the traditionally Christian and repressive upbringing I received from my family, which made me think that the option of liking women and/or not liking men didn’t even exist. It wasn't even possible to cogitate it, it wasn't a possibility, I “had” to be straight and being gay was “wrong” and “sick”.
Another information that may be relevant is that I have a lot of daddy issues, and this could explain a probable need for male approval, validation and attention, even if it means accepting to receive this attention in a sexual way... I feel the need for approval in general (I also have a bit of mommy issues) but I feel it's stronger with men.
I've had 4 romantic relationships in my life, all with cis men:
- The first relationship (2013) was the result of compulsory heterosexuality added to my fanciful desire to date, which I nurtured for a long time because I grew up surrounded by influences that reinforced the idea that dating, getting married and having sex were wonderful things, so my goal was look for it.
As a kid (6/7 years old), I really hated the stupid jokes people made at school that my childhood best friend and I were a couple, to a degree that I even walked away from him just to get them to stop talking about us (today I think I may have been a little insensitive when I did that because despite everything he was my friend, and I ended up treating our separation with a certain indifference, so strong was my hatred for others to say we were dating. Maybe I felt a little angry at him for treating me in an affectionate way that actually felt a little romantic, even though it wasn't, and “gave reason” for others to talk). Then, at the age of 12, we met again, got back in touch and went back to study at the same school and people started saying those stupid things about us again. However, my mind was changed and now I saw romance as something very desirable. I confused my feelings and came to believe that I really liked him romantically because everyone around us constantly repeated that we liked each other that way, and I started to think that it must be true, after all, “I’m a girl, he’s a boy, and we get along very well. Therefore, there must be no explanation other than romantic love. Everyone around us sees it, so this must be what we feel for each other and we're just shy”, that was the reasoning I followed and only realized years later. Asking him to be my boyfriend was extremely difficult because I’m autistic and have a lot of social anxiety, and I even literally got sick for 1 week after asking and he accepted, so high was my anxiety level with this situation. It was a bad relationship for both me and him because it was a friendship forcing itself to be a romantic relationship, which was spoiling and cooling the friendship itself. I broke up with him, but he actually wanted to break up with me for a long time and was afraid of hurting my feelings. He also eventually found out he was gay, so it was a very frustrating experience for me and an unpleasant experience for him, who was clearly uncomfortable with my attempts to have a more intimate contact, even just to kiss; - The second one (2017) was the most toxic I've ever had. I was dying to date and only accepted the first guy who showed up with romantic interest in me, and I “magically” responded to his feelings, even though we didn’t have much in common and I didn't even find him interesting or physically attractive. As I had the goal of dating, and at the time I thought I was a straight girl, just being a cis man interested in me was enough to fulfill my “mission”, the rest didn't matter, now I just needed to do everything to make that relationship work and stay at any cost (and it was my mental health that paid the price because he was terribly possessive, gaslighted me a lot and cheated on me more than once);
- The third one (2018) was also terrible. Once again I accepted the first guy who showed up with romantic interest in me and I once again “magically” responded to his feelings, even though we didn't have much in common and I didn't even find him interesting or attractive. This time it was even worse because I was completely psychologically destroyed from my breakup that had been very recent, I was even more vulnerable and emotionally broken, and this guy was extremely insistent and disrespectful, he went over my “no’s”, he decided everything about us without my consent (he didn't even ask me to be his girlfriend, he just decided by himself that I was his girlfriend), which pressured and cornered me even more to accept, and I even convinced myself that that relationship was going to be “good” for me and help me recover from the breakup, perhaps as a way of not accepting and admitting to myself that he was actually harassing me, especially sexually. I got a huge disgust from this guy because our personalities were completely incompatible and he was so arrogant and annoying. He was unbearable and pathetic to a degree that even though I was a very submissive and patient person, I ran out my patience with him (it took several months before I realized how unhappy and angry I was, of course, and he constantly put himself in the role of a helpless and inferior victim, which may have made it easier for me to stand up for myself without fear), not least because I had already gone through a past experience of a toxic relationship and was already more familiar with what it was like to go through it and what the red flags were. He had a very high level of sexual need and was very pushy about it, and this was extremely exhausting and uncomfortable for me, as I sometimes found myself having sex with him without really wanting to. I broke up with him, but it was a pretty hard break up because even though I hated him, he built the relationship in a way that made me feel so responsible for his happiness and life that I didn't even realize how much pressure I was feeling, so when I went to break up with him, I broke down in tears for feeling that I was destroying his life, I didn't even foresee that there was the possibility of me crying;
- The fourth and final relationship (2019) was a curious experience because it was quite the opposite of the toxic relationships I had. Because of two terrifying and traumatic experiences in a row, I wanted to stay away from dating. However, a guy appeared, not pushy at all and not even with romantic intentions initially, but with a desire to simply get to know me better and try to form a friendship (he was a bit lonely). He was very respectful, polite, kind, made me feel very comfortable, as well as having a look and personality that matched my “type” for guys, and that was enough to make me start to “like” him quickly. He did what anyone should do, which was treat me with decency, but since I hadn't received that before, that minimum already made him seem like an amazing and wonderful guy, being a perfect “candidate” to finally fill the “vacancy” in my mission to find someone to date. I had a stereotypical behavior typical of someone who has a crush on someone, like a teen romance, I was kind of “shy”, “silly” and excited thinking about him, stuff like that, it even seemed a little “forced” in a way (I also ended up getting hyperfocused on him, which can easily be mistaken for a crush). Even though we got along well and were good friends to this day, we ended up not working out as a couple either, and looking back I feel like I never really loved him in a romantic way as I thought I did. There were even some moments during the relationship where I felt as if all that feeling of excitement and passion I had for him had just evaporated out of nowhere and for no reason, leaving only indifference towards him, as if I no longer care about him in a romantic way. As soon as I identified this, I soon activated my usual automatic behavior, which was to “bury” this feeling and ignore that it had even happened until everything went back to “normal” and I felt like I like him again, or in this case, maybe deceive and manipulate my own mind making me think I like him, because I “should” like him, everything indicated that, “it didn't make sense” not to like him, let alone “stop” liking him out of nowhere...
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Finally, story told. Now getting more straight to the point:
- As I mentioned before, I've always had a “type” for boys. I tend to find attractive boys who are more... I wouldn't say “feminine”, but with a lower level of traits considered masculine, which would be boys without beard, with little muscle/strength, with a more youthful appearance and a more gentle and delicate manner, without “aggressiveness” and “brutality”. I also tend to have a “crush” and a great obsession for male characters with a manner and personality that breaks with the stereotype of “masculinity”, without fragile masculinity, being more delicate, gentle, polite and cute. However, with girls, the story is different. Although I have a few minor preferences, I wouldn't say I have a “type” for girls. I will generally find girls attractive in general, both in appearance and personality, even those who have a look and manner that doesn’t match the stereotype of femininity. I don't know how to explain it properly, but girls give me a very sweet, pleasant and comfortable energy and feeling in general. Girls have always captured my attention a lot more, while boys had to be that specific type to capture my attention (I've always defined as aesthetic attraction the fact that girls attract my attention a lot, but I started to think it goes beyond that);
- Talking more about the sexual part (warning if you are sensitive to reading something like this involving men), in sexual relations I have always adopted and still adopt a totally submissive role (even my fetishes have always involved a lot of submission. I always had the fetish of consensual non-consent when it comes to men), submitting myself totally to the other person's will so that he can do what he wants with me and I do what he tells me to do. I really feel uncomfortable with playing a more active role when I think about sex with men, usually I literally just lie in bed letting the person “handle” me, put me in the position he want, or when I already know that the person likes a certain thing, I do. I have a very strong feeling that with a man it has to be this dynamic where I’m submissive and he dominates and controls me, I do everything he wants and I have no wills of my own, my desires don’t exist. In short, the feeling I have is that I have to be totally objectified when I have sex with men... However, again with girls it’s different. Although I've never had the opportunity to bond intimately with a girl, not even kiss, it's a desire I have. When I think about sex with girls, it's quite different from what I've described with boys. The idea that comes to me is very soft, light, delicate, sweet... It's something much more loving, affectionate and comfortable, and with a more joint and balanced dynamic, with both parties having an active role and their own desires, and the desire to give mutual pleasure. When I think about relating to a girl, I imagine myself touching her body, being curious, wanting to explore and actively caress, kiss, and also a pure desire to take care of her, to protect her.
- Why did it always seem to make more sense for me to label me as sapphic than as achillean if I was supposed to be attracted to all genders?
- (Even though I don't really like Tinder) why do I always have the urge to pass 99% of the boys? And I do it just to see that it's a boy.
- Why do I currently avoid and reject flirtations that come from boys? Why do I seem to find it boring/annoying boys wanting to hook up with me?
- Why do I have a curious “obsession” with sapphic/lesbian content, stories and characters (always accompanied by a positive feeling of great comfort, enthusiasm, and somehow a strange feeling of freedom) and a strange need to fight for the lesbian cause accompanied by a great deal of empathy towards it, almost as if it somehow affects me directly/on a personal level?
I don't know if to be a lesbian you need to feel repulsed, or if just indifference counts. There are also many things that are difficult to decipher because of my asexuality and aromanticity. What if actually being with a girl for real (not just imagine it) is unpleasant for me and I just idealized it would be pleasant?
Anyway, I know I wrote too much, I gave a lot of details, but I'm really lost and I wanted more opinions, and not exactly “answers”, because in the end only I can get the answer. I want to know if the things I said make sense and I’m really sorry if I offended anyone in any way.
Thanks for reading.