Over the last few weeks there have been several instances where I’ve felt challenged on the fact that I claim the label “asexual” for myself.
I know that labels can be used to put people in boxes. I know that labels make some people invisible because they don’t completely fit into that description. I know that not wanting a label can be incredibly powerful and freeing.
But here’s why I value my label, and use it openly:
I use my label because a year ago, I had no idea that asexuality existed.
I use my label because a year ago, I thought I was a freak who just couldn’t be interested in anyone.
I use my label because I can finally explain myself.
I use my label because it reminds me that it’s ok to be me.
I use my label because it tells me that there are other people out there who are happy and proud and asexual.
I use my label because it means I’m not just a frigid bitch who hates other people, who shuts off if other people show interest in me.
I use my label because I don’t have to worry about not being interested in other people.
I use my label because I have an identity now, rather than hoping that one day, I’ll fit into the other categories.
I use my label because it is powerful to me.
Next time you tell me that it’s stupid to label myself, that I shouldn’t label myself, please remember that not needing a label is still a privilege. Not everyone is as lucky as you. We all fit and don’t fit in different ways. Don’t tell me that I’m fitting or not fitting wrong.