“Go out” being a euphemism. If you can’t piece it together from the tags, you might not be old enough to read something like this.
Hell, I’m sure that’s basically half the confessions on this site, but not only am I demisexual anyways, but I made an oath to myself I wouldn’t even CONSIDER dating until I graduate college (two more semesters from now). But every now and again I get this URGE, that I need to “go out with” somebody RIGHT DAMN NOW. It’s like God played a cruel prank on me and decided “Yeah you’re human, but I’m gonna make you get needy like a starving animal anyways lmao”.
If I “go out” for just one night, I’ll hate myself forever; it’s not worth the momentary satisfaction. But goddamn, voluntarily “not going out” is no cakewalk sometimes either.
You’re only human. Which is an animal – we’re not different.