I’m 30 years old, and yes, I’m a virgin. For years, I’ve told myself, and others, that it’s because I’m asexual. It felt like a comfortable shield, a neat explanation for a life without intimacy. But the truth, the raw, ugly truth, is that it’s a lie. A lie I constructed to protect myself from a world that never, ever saw me as worthy of love or desire. My entire life has been a struggle with my weight; borderline obese for as long as I can remember. In India, a fat girl is not just a fat girl; she’s an anomaly, a failure, a constant target for unsolicited advice and pity.
My Asexuality Was a Lie: The Real Reason I’m a 30-Year-Old Virgin
Published Anonymously
Submitted by a real person and published with their consent. Identity is never revealed.