Toward the beginning of college, I remember catching up with an old friend from high school over Skype. She needed my advice about something and she later asked me how I had been doing.
She knew I was freshly out of a nearly 4-year relationship, and I had just discovered the asexuality label not long after our breakup.
I explained to her how I never looked at him and wanted him sexually, but had loved him deeply with all my heart.
But she was very perplexed.
“So… you never wanted to have sex with him?”
“No, never had a desire to. I was into kissing and cuddling though.”
“Hmmm… did you ever see him shirtless?”
“No, I never had an urge to…”
“Well maybe if you had’ve seen him shirtless, then that would've changed your mind!”
“…. I highly doubt that…”
She insisted that was the “problem”, but I didn’t see my lack of interest in sex as something I needed to fix.
That was the most interesting “remedy” I’ve ever been given for my asexuality. Prescription for lack of sexual attraction? See ‘em shirtless.