I was watching something on tv last week that really got me thinking. Since I can't come up with an answer on my own so I've decided to open a discussion on the matter.

If the moon REALLY WAS made of barbecue ribs, would ya eat it?

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

This weekend the practice is recognizing the things you are thankful for in life...OH YEAH AND EATING AWESOME FOODS OMG YAY

like so many other holidays its more effective to carry a little of the tradition with you every day and everywhere you go
you'll be amazed how awesome life is when you take the time every day to think about how great even the small things are.

Hope you are all well and having a fabulous day!

I've been feeling a little burnt out since school ended. I was really demanding of myself during the school year and didn't miss a beat going from exams to working full time. I've taken some time off now and only just managed to break out of my rut of not doing anything creative. I owe a lot to this place. Browsing through my inbox gave me so much inspiration and motivation to get cracking on a few ideas I'd been pondering. Submissions soon to follow

Thanks once again you fabulous art community you

So how are you all doing anyway?

Its been a while since I've done one of these and since there are over 250 deviations in my watchbox I have plenty to chose from!





hope you are having a wonderful day

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deviantArt is... HelpDesk I'm a Beertographer ABCs of dA Inc. I'm an ACE!

Since becoming involved in school I've only been updating casually here and always with the positive things. School is great, my marks are awesome, I've made lots of new friends but under the surface I've reached a boiling point. When it comes to inner conflict I'm EPICALLY guilty of keeping things bottled up which, aside from being highly stressful and self-destructive behavior, has left me feeling really lonely when I didn't need to be. I want to talk about it now though, for the sake sparing anyone like me from the unnecessary stress, frustration and loneliness I endured for the last fifteen years of my life.

I think we can all agree, regardless of orientation, that high school represents a particularly challenging chunk of our teenage years. I felt entirely adrift there. As my peers paired off and spent countless lunch hours talking about crushes and the hottest kids in school I was made more and more painfully aware that I didn't fit in. I couldn't relate, I didn't feel the same urges or have the same needs. At times it felt as though I was standing perfectly still while the world sped on, thundering by my ears along the way. I assured myself that I just needed to meet the right person and when I did I'd feel all those things I was supposed to. I was dateless until college and I've still never had sex. (I'm 27 by the way)

In my first year of college (nine years ago) I met a guy and we started dating. I was fond of him but while we were together I felt as though I was simply going through the motions of dating. I didn't hold his hand because I wanted to, I did because that was what other couples did. I felt like I was pretending to be something I was not and didn't want to drag anyone else into that lie. This was entirely to blame for our amicable split; the relationship lasted three months and remains my longest and only to date. I began questioning many things at this point including my sexual orientation but since I couldn't figure it out I decided to ignore my feelings (or lack there of) in favour of the 'wait and see' approach. (which caused more damage than good in my case)

Some time later I was introduced, through chance meeting, to a girl with whom I became nearly instant best friends. Eventually she asked me out and I felt that horrible lie creeping up on me once again. I was very confused and conflicted by my feelings. I cared a great deal for her but felt no sexual attraction whatsoever, I had no desire to move our relationship beyond the wonderful friendship that it had become. I could not articulate my feelings nor make sense of them and as a result I grew incredibly frustrated.

Returning to the college environment only worsened my frustrations and I felt a tremendous amount of pressure to identify, to chose a side while neither felt right. I wasn't straight nor gay and couldn't settle for being bisexual either. To vent my anxieties I withdrew into my studies. Since I'm rather studious to begin with I didn't realize what I was doing until one of my professors and several of my classmates confronted me (separately and privately of course) out of concern for my well being. I had been building walls and keeping everyone at a good safe distance while I struggled and searched...the years of effort put toward all these things were finally wearing me out.

Out of desperation I started searching for reasons, causes, prescription drug side effects, chemical imbalances...for anything that might explain why I'm the way I am but found nothing. While reading some research on brain chemistry I stumbled across the word 'asexual' and lived one of those perfect moments where in, before cross-referencing the term, I fondly recalled studying amoebas in grade school and felt oddly at ease. Within minutes I'd discovered a community of -thousands- who feel the same way I do.

My entire life has changed, I feel light as a feather and I can't stop smiling. It feels so good to fit in and to know I'm not alone Every stress and frustration and insecurity I've been carrying around has been lifted from my shoulders and I feel absolutely euphoric. I only wish I could have found this out sooner.

This orientation is not fully researched yet but studies are in progress. It is met with a lack of understanding and much controversy. I'm hoping to help change that. If you have ANY questions feel free to ask me.

What is Asexuality: [link]
Asexual FAQ: [link]
Support for Friends/Family: [link]
Asexual Visibility and Eduction Network: [link]

Thank you for listening

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deviantArt is... HelpDesk I'm a Beertographer ABCs of dA Inc.