An Introduction

I found out about a year or two ago that I was an asexual. Aromantic asexual, specifically. Though on the whole it's been a relief to understand everything better, it has lead to a lot of soul-searching.

I figured I'd make this blog for three reasons:
(1) The blogs of others I found were very helpful for my own exploration, and so if there's anything I can do to help others who may be questioning, I wanted to do so.
(2) With the state of awareness and understanding of asexuality and aromanticism in the place that it is, perhaps I can help people outside the community understand us better, or give resources to aros/aces who wish to explain it to those without.
(3) It's a good place to post my own random essays and musings as well.

So, whether you're asexual*, aromantic*, questioning, or just curious, please feel free to ask questions!

(*And I mean spectrum, here. Please don't think I'm leaving all you demis, greys, and other spectrum folks out!)

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