A wish granted :)

I have never been comfortable with the idea of having sex, and over the years, became more uncomfortable with my sexuality as my unorthodox preferences became apparent to me. Over time, I grew to hate my sexuality, and began to see it as both a burden and an itch I'd never be able to scratch. I once quipped that if I could make a wish to a genie, it would be to have no sex drive.

Well, the anti-depressants I've been taking seem to be granting that wish. Slowly but surely, my sex drive is whittling away. I masturbate infrequently (once or twice a week) compared to how much I used to. I haven't felt attracted to a woman in real life in months.

It's absolutely liberating, and has freed me to focus on other things. I hope I never get my sex drive back, and fear what would happen if it were to return. I would be content to die a virgin, and there's a distinct possibility I will.

My life in general is still kind of rough, but the loss of my libido has been one of the few bright spots. One of my deepest, most passionate wishes has been granted at last. Long live asexuality :)