I think ive talked about this before haha. It wasn't some grand revelation tbh. I'd always felt it for while. But the moment that really confirmed it was when I was with a girl who was going down on me. Instead of feeling any sort of pleasure, I just felt... nothing. I remember lying there, staring at the glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, and counting them to pass the time LMFAO. It was like I was completely disconnected from what was happening. I wasn’t grossed out by her, but there was no spark, no excitement, nothing at all. Afterward, the disconnect felt so strong that I actually threw up. That was the moment it fully hit me—this kind of experience just wasn’t for me.
After that though, I felt soooo guilty. I felt like I’d let her down but she was the nicest person EVER. She didn’t make me feel ashamed or uncomfortable at all. Instead, she held me as I cried, comforting me even though it wasn’t the reaction she was probably expecting. She even ran me a warm bath with scented oils to help me relax and made brownies afterward. Id always be so so grateful to her.