a blurb i wrote about this: being somewhere unknown on the spectrum of sexuality is hard. the pressure to label myself is even harder. every day i feel like i land somewhere different and every time i have a crush on someone of one certain gender i start spiraling and question what that means about my sexuality. when i am not attracted to someone who likes me, i immediately think “oh, maybe i actually just am not into that gender at all” and then i spiral even more… when in reality, i don’t owe anyone reciprocation of their attraction. i connect with people based on their energy and almost nothing else. there are people that i think are so physically attractive and then i meet them and do not like them at ALL so then i wonder if i like ANYONE at all because it seems like so few and far between that i genuinely connect with someone… and when i finally THINK i connect with someone, it doesn’t work out. i also only dated men most of my life and look “straight” to most people so then i decide maybe it’s easier to just keep dating horrible men because they are the ones who hit on me the most and chase me and it would make my life easier to just push all my other feelings aside… and then i read the lesbian master doc and think about comphet and listen to good luck babe by chappell roan and i am right back where i started. is this relatable or am i insane?