Why does sex gross me out?
Posted 05 August 2009 - 03:04 AM
It's only human sex too. I'm fine with any other sort of mating,except dog or cat because of the whole overpopulation thing,but..?
Posted 05 August 2009 - 03:17 AM
Posted 05 August 2009 - 05:19 AM
Posted 05 August 2009 - 08:04 AM
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Is an as3xual someone who doesn't realize that sex is spelled with an 'e'?
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Posted 05 August 2009 - 09:33 PM
I don't think we'll ever figure this out because it's a chicken-and-egg thing. Does sex gross you out because you're asexual or are you asexual because sex grosses you out?
I think that's a good way to put it. I've always thought of sex as gross and a bit odd. But I don't know which came first. Maybe the grossed out part.
Posted 06 August 2009 - 04:17 AM
I don't think we'll ever figure this out because it's a chicken-and-egg thing. Does sex gross you out because you're asexual or are you asexual because sex grosses you out? That said, I think it's probably a good thing to not enjoy writing a rape scene.
Yeah, that's a really interesting way to think of it, I never have like that.
For me, I think it's the former. I used to be unbelievably grossed out by sex, I thought it was extremely disgusting and I wanted absolutely nothing to do with it.... Recently, though, I spent a few weeks living with some extremely sexual friends of mine, and now I'm completely fine with sex, and I'm actually a bit curious about trying it myself.... So it was that sex grossed me out 'cause I'm asexual, but that's since changed.
So yeah. I think everyone has different reasons for feeling like they do about sex. *shrug*
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