Hello. This isn't a news blog, but an open book about my journey: from loneliness and doubts about asexuality to searching for "my person." If it resonates — read and comment.
The group was breaking into pairs, I got ill and suddenly started realizing that with a partner life would be more fun. Dove into the world of asexuality — daily monitoring, but no one nearby.
Moving to the capital — a chance for "my person." Found an asexual girl, met in a cafe. It didn't click due to the "small town vs big world" contrast — and silence after a couple of topics.
My first real-life meeting with an asexual girl from Moscow. Two days of adventures in St. Petersburg, a darkness quest, celebrating my birthday with a stranger, and the realisation: I can feel comfortable with someone, but long-distance is not for me.
After the vibrant trip to St. Petersburg, she came to visit me in Tallinn. Everything was calm and friendly, but the spark was gone. Walks, a mini-cruise to Stockholm, and the realisation that we had different rhythms.
New Year 2019 on the Tallinn–Stockholm cruise: meeting at the Narva border, fireworks on Freedom Square, separate rooms and the transition from meetings to warm but increasingly rare long-distance friendship.
Shadows of childhood: lack of warmth in the family, looks at boys that were different from other boys, and a quiet fear inside — all this began long before I understood who I am.
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