Well, let’s start with my sexuality. My awakening was when I was 12: I was reading a graphic novel of Eagle Strike by Anthony Horowitz and, well, looking back I think I fancied the protagonist. I thought I was pansexual for a while, but I noticed that my preference kept shifting. Eventually, I discovered that abrosexual was a thing, an that’s where I’m at now. I also think I might be demiromantic, but I’m still figuring it out.

As for my gender, it’s been hard to figure out. My awakening came when I accidentally said something in an androgynous voice, which I sort of liked. I then decided to investigate after I came out as pansexual (before I knew I was abro). As for the identity itself, I know I am not male, but sometimes I feel masculine or feminine or completely neutral, or nothing at all. Genderfluid, right? Nope! I tend to feel nothing for long periods (like, months at a time), and my masculinity and femininity are gone in minutes. So, agender? Wrong again; the masculine and feminine spikes still happen. Maybe agenderflux? Yeah, that kinda fits. Wait, no! That empty feeling is DEPRESSION! So just non-binary? Okay, yeah, I guess that covers all the bases.

I’m also ambiamorous, meaning I’d be comfortable in a monoamorous or polyamorous relationship. Either works, and I just sort of figured it out after talking to a polyamorous friend I used to sit next to in chemistry.

Overall, I think the people who have helped me discover who I am have to be my increasingly queer friend group, Powered By Rainbows, the good people of the LGBTQ+ subreddits, and of course Satan.

I’ve been Hellfire103 (17NB). Thank you for coming to my TED talk.