Boo-hoo, invisibility . . . ?

fuckyeahsexpositivity:

swankivy:

I see a lot of “Oh, poor asexuals, you’re invisible.” Followed by a bunch of outrageous homophobic anecdotes that suggest gay people have it worse and therefore asexuals have NOTHING to complain about.  Well, let me tell you a few things about what invisibility means.

Invisibility means not being able to connect with others like you.  It means being very likely to come to the conclusion that you are broken.  It means seeing no boxes to check and being filled with fear or shame.  It means being isolated in a way that is unimaginable to most people who take their visibility for granted.

And it means that as soon as you try to get seen—regardless of whether you’re just asking the initial questions or deliberately spreading asexual-specific awareness—you will be subjected to some of the most vile attitudes and unreasonable requests for justification that you will probably start wondering if that invisibility was really so bad.

Any asexual who comes out of the closet must be prepared to defend the very existence of the orientation against comments like “No, see a head doctor” and “I’m sorry, but that’s not a real thing” and “If you love someone, you have to want to have sex with them” and “Sex with me will fix you.”  We’re told, through these messages, that we’re expected to be quiet unless we want people to interrogate us about everything from our sexual experiences to the functionality of our genitals.

And the messages we’re complaining about aren’t along the lines of “It’s unpleasant that people sometimes say ignorant and hurtful things to us.”  The messages are often much more subtle … and we all grow up in the thick of them, building our brains around a “way things are” that doesn’t fit us.  We’re not the only people this happens to.  But when our problems are considered irrelevant because they are literally obscured by someone else’s more visible problems, it’s hard to imagine a much clearer example of the power of invisibility.

Is it really so difficult to acknowledge that our problems are worth discussing even if they are not your problems? 

How dare you look at us and say “So what?” just because it isn’t you?

And this is why intersectionality is important and people need to stop being assholes.