Ceriseloves - Cerise

What coming out as aroace feels like

Probably what bothers me the most in media is how being 'just friends' is seen as something bad, something nobody wants. The classic downtrodden expression of 'we're just friends,' like it's a failure. Why is friendship seen as a step, not a final goal? Why can't we see deep friendships between people on TV and not have it portrayed as 'not enough'? There are so many types of love, man, and every single one of those is enough.

I don't like using Goodreads because the site layout is very unpleasant to me, so I'll do it here.

I stumbled with this book while scrolling through Pinterest and I decided to read because I needed a book to get me into reading again. It didn't really help me with my reading but I was able to finish it in three days.

The story is about a girl that has a relationship with an older woman and this relationship has a big impact in her life. Like a really HUGE attachment. And I loved it, really.

Everything about the MC screamed "me" and I love when I can see myself in characters. And sometimes I see myself in both characters (there's this parallel about them).

Anyway, I found it very intriguing.

Please if you're seeing this, recommend a book to me, I'm dying to read new books but none intrigues me 🥲

if you aren't just a tiny bit in love with your friends then idk you might be doing something wrong

People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.

I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.

I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.

There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me

All that I know about me is that I exist. To me I've always existed and the fact one day I won't exist anymore terrifies me.

To those who have bad relationships with their mother, who feel lost, who feel ugly or not enough, who feel like making friends is the hardest thing ever:

I see you! And you deserve to be fully appreciated and loved.

Do not give up on yourself because you're here for you! This is your life, you matter and your happiness matters! Reaching for help isn't bothersome, it's beautiful and needed.

aro culture is wishing someone would prioritize you in the way romantic partners are prioritized

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if you aren't just a tiny bit in love with your friends then idk you might be doing something wrong