I called myself asexual (sexually attracted to neither genders) for along time.
To turn down guys without breaking their self esteem & make sure they wouldn't harass me. But they harassed me by trying to destroy my self esteem, preferences, who I am... to gain a brief sex slave, a conquest to boost their ego, not an equal partner.
So the truth is that I'd rather never have sex for the rest of my life than surrender to some idiot incapable of love & respect.
Someone selfish & ignorant wouldn't even perform well in bed anyway.
Everything to lose, nothing to gain, isn't a worthy deal.
People broke my trust so completely. I don't even believe in humans, love, the police & therapy.
I was told to take sexual harassment as a compliment. It's not. It's a harmful turn off for everyone.
If your only way to get a mate is through psychological, physical & sexual violence... you're an asshole unworthy of love, no matter your "success".
If the best pleasure you can think of is a few seconds of orgasm, you have nothing interesting to offer me.
Machines perform better with zero risk of disease & betrayal.
I want to be mentally stimulated & to share discoveries. To be allies. Vulnerable but safe by both respecting that trust... not seeing it as a weakness to fool and exploit.
I refused people because I don't want to reproduce by blending my DNA with an inferior specimen for eternity. Someone who can't take care of a family or even themselves.
Why should I be used for your pleasure when you don't care about mine. Because your mother devoted her life to you as a baby so you wouldn't die?
I'm not your mother, don't act like a baby.
I owe you nothing.
I want a big brain. But all I meet are dicks.
I'd rather be alone than a murdered statictic.
So I went on the path of self love.
If I had met a respectful man who can think with his brains, without trying to manipulate me to abuse me, I wouldn't be so disgusted.
My comics don't necessarily represent my opinions, because I often use sarcasm to make what I dislike look ridiculous. I don't draw horror because I like it, it's to vent my worries. Don't hold it against me. I'm just trying to find the courage to face how disturbing reality can be... so I can make it better. Denial in a cute fake dream allows hell to continue.
This is for comical purpose. Don't expect health comics to be absolute truth when even science can be wrong. Don't believe anything blindly or you'll never stop being wrong and fooled. Find the truth on your own.
Question reality. Don't shy away from exploring darkness, the truth often lies there.
Having negative emotions is ok, what matters is what you do with them... you can use them to learn, evolve by finding a better path, and make something constructive. I try to improve my life, when I can't yet, I make comics...
Have a laugh it's a great way to cope.
I hope that practice will improve my drawing skills.
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