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I do not understand.

I’ve finally gotten hold of this whole asexuality thing, I’ve figured out the very simple fact that I do not want to have sex with anyone, I’ve acted on that knowledge by avoiding sexual situations for the last six months, and for some strange reason, everyone I know tries to encourage me to have sex, even though I clearly don’t want to.

Well, okay, maybe not everyone. Once again, the people who read my blog tend to have this better understanding of what goes on in my mind, so they also tend not to go against my wishes when they know my reasoning.

My ex-fuck-buddy will not leave me alone.  He messages me every night, and we have hour-long conversations that can be summed up with perfect accuracy in this single scenario:

Him:  ”Pleeeeeeeeeeaaassseeeee have sex with meeeee????”

Me:  ”No.”

Surprisingly, I have co-workers who also recommend me having sex, despite my objections to the idea.  Although I’ve done it before, quite a lot, with various people in all different circumstances and settings, so I know it’s not just a coincidence, still they think the reason I refuse to do it is that I just haven’t had good sex.  Again though, I love my co-workers, so I don’t hold it against them.  I know they have my best interests at heart.

And then–most surprising of all!–there are my close friends.  I didn’t think they would try to encourage me to have sex, but… well, here we are!  However, much like my co-workers, I know they have my best interests at heart.

Two years ago, any and all of these individuals–except my ex-fuck-buddy, whose opinions I’m going to write off entirely–would have outright told me not to have sex.  They would have discouraged me from sleeping with anyone who isn’t a long-term partner, and would have been concerned about my safety and well-being.  But now, it’s entirely different!  What has changed in two years?

I’m really enjoying celibacy!  There’s no pressure, except from the aforementioned individuals, to do anything I don’t want to do, and no on-the-spot discomfort.  I promised myself I would never fake another orgasm, and I have spent six months of not faking it!  It’s empowering, it feels great!  My body is responding really well to this situation too (except when I’m ovulating, but that passes).  I very rarely feel the need to go on the Pill, with the alternative of suffering the after-effects of latex allergies, which in itself is a relieving situation!

So what’s the problem?  Why do people seem so opposed to me not having sex??