asexual awareness week maybe

I drew another picture
It is asexuality awareness this whole week so please Be Aware! And maybe beware, in case an asexual near you might be dying all your cakes purple (or something like that)
You can maybe meet one who wears a black ring like mine, except usually on a right hand (middle finger) instead of round a neck!

Ace outfit day 8: Today is a dress day. There are purple and grey birds on the scarf but they don’t come out very purple in the photo.
Today’s total: 1 point
Running total: 16 points

Also it is asexual awareness week now (did I get that right maybe it is tomorrow, it is currently Sunday here) but anyway why not make an outfit, award yourself points for it if you like (my rules here or make up your own) and then give yourself a prize for your points (because points mean prizes yes, probably cake or ice cream)

And maybe your outfit will give you an excuse to make somebody aware, like that we have a flag because we are so legit and also maybe they would like to learn more some time. And then you can be like “wow, look, so many resources for you” and show them some resources they can look at and then awareness happens.

AAW Words of Wisdom

I don’t tend to like the idea of labels. I see them as restrictive, like boxes (to use the cliché) that you’re expected to fit into; especially in current society, a lot of adjectives have become prescriptive rather than descriptive (Judith Butler???). There is, however, a reason that they exist. Without them, we cannot easily nor quickly convey to people aspects of our identity. Being that our identity doesn’t rely upon physical appearance, nor has any physical world relation, identity is often a hard thing to understand let alone explain to others. Adjectives are a currency of identification.  Thousands of years of miscommunication, frustration and face-value assumptions of identity, have combined to produce copious multifarious adjectives to allow us to easily communicate the hidden parts of ourselves, that which exists only within us.

So yes, that is one of the reasons labels are important, interpersonal communication. But I think that whilst they have become dangerous, restrictive, limiting and effacing, they are still extremely important for another reason. Language brings possibilities into reality, it gives meaning to things which you only knew inside yourself before. It takes that and it makes it something conceivable, something explainable, sometimes even normal. Because how are we to tell what is normal without words to describe it and adjectives with which to evaluate that concept. Normal is a word that I shall explain too, in the way I have chosen to use it here.

Terms that describe different modes/aspects of sexuality, of romantic or aesthetic or sexual attraction, they are so important. They can give a voice to reactions, attractions, that you never knew existed in anyone but yourself. They make differentiations and mark boundaries, allowing you to see aspects of yourself acting in a way that is different to the average heterosexual, or even at this point in time homosexual, relationship, yet still normal for a lot of people. And that is why labels are extremely important to this day and age; we are told only of an average, of a normal, of expected things, and so forget that we are people and that our normal is normal too. These prefixes we use: demi-, hetero-, homo-, a-, cupio-, recipro-, aego- etc., these acronyms: LGBTQ+, MOGAI, etc. They give a voice to our identities, allow the different parts of us to be said, shouted, sung and proudly stand as equal, and normal. And that’s why they’re important, because we are important, because who we are is important, and without these words existing, it is quite possible we would never think our orientation possible. For example, I discovered that I am (prob) lithromantic, I didn’t know that that’s a thing I could be until I found that word, and it solidified my experiences, joined them, matched them up and presented me with part of my identity that I had hitherto been concerned about as a series of anomalies that didn’t make any sense. But it is part of me, and I am important, so it is too, and the label which gave me a way to link what I had felt became important too. So don’t begrudge people the labels they use, even if, like me, you begrudge the whole idea of labels in the first place.