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Asexuality I delight in thoughts and expectations for the day coming soon in which any child may grow to accept his or her asexuality as normal; when even a grandchild might grow up taking pride in their own healthy asexuality inherited perhaps a wee bit from a great-great-grandpa and a great-grandpa too as well as of course for sure a ’twampa me; the son of a mother who never said “big boys don’t cry”, let him carry a dolly sew, mend and play mostly with girls and babysit like girls did but few boys; and who never understood his male pals fascination and excitement over nudie-mags or why gay guys who scoped him out thought they needed to have their
gaydar fixed.
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