I don’t think I’ll ever get his voice yelling “WHO are you thinking about?” out of my head. Still in relief mode over here, all of these years later. This year will be 17 years divorced and 19 years single (took almost 2 years to track him down, to clarify that). Knowing what I know now about myself, I don’t believe anything would have been different with him, because being Demisexual is not that complicated. If I had to guess, I would say most are married or in a partnership due to emotional bond. Demis are loyal, so being with one is a huge advantage if you’re monogamous.
I still don’t regret choosing not to date again. It has been the right decision for me. If covid will ever leave, and I can somehow get my pain and muscle weakness under better control, I will consider friend dates again, and/or pursue local hangouts for people in my specific demographic. There is no MDA nearby, I’m not comfortable going back to church, and I don’t like book clubs, but maybe I can join NAMI and Prism United. I’ll start researching this soon, I think.
Look for smiles wherever you can find them, folks. Don’t let anybody take that away from you.
