I love this article so much and it reminds me how important queerness is to not just sexuality but to our understanding of the whole world.
My girlfriend [4, F, Octopus] spends most of her days sleeping in a cavern beneath a rock, emerging only at night to hunt for prey. I’d like us to spend more time together and am concerned she may be depressed. She says I’m not respecting her boundaries. AITA?
Very rarely, at like 4am, my depression takes a break and my girlfriend has to deal with the hyperactive giggling creature I become.
I just asked them if I could become a wiggly octopus, and there was a note of fear in their response: "Please don't become a wiggly octopus".