We are brought forth from the womb as sexual beings; with genitalia and sex organs and sex-specific hormones. There is no magical moment in which we become sexual beings, because we are never without sexual organs and preferences and desires, though the rates at which those mature vary widely. But there is no switch that, when thrown, makes one a sexual being—nor there is one that, like a light switch, can be just as easily turned off. We are sexual beings as curious children, as awkward adolescents, as adults clothed in office-appropriate attire. We are always sexual beings because sexuality and sexual expression are not limited—they exist at the level of thought, of text and communication, of body. And even if one’s thoughts and modes of communication are not sexual, even if the body is not actively engaged in an act of sexual expression, it always has the possibly to do exactly that. That potential always exists. The only thing that changes is whether or not the context deems it “appropriate”.
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