Viginity has always been a strange concept to me. I understand that being a virgin means that I am unexperienced at sex, but am I really going to be much better the second time around? You only get better with practice, and it doesn't happen after just one time. I never understood the fascination with losing one's viginity, to be blatantly honest. Sure, there's always the curiousity factor, but I never had I hard time saying no.
If you were to ask me ten years ago if I would still be a virgin at 25, chances are very good that I would have laughed in your face. I thought by now I'd surely have found someone to share myself with. But as the years have past, the less I seemed to care. Besides, sex always seemed pointless without emotional attachment, as far as I was concerned. Besides, if I had an "urge," I could just as easily take care of it myself. I was never the type to have a one night stand with a stranger. I wanted something more than sex. I wanted a relationship, someone I could consider my best friend. I never found the right girl though, and months turned into years. Sure, I had girlfriends and such, but I never let them close enough. At first it was because I had always been raised to believe that sex was wrong outside of marriage. Ideally, I would still like to wait until marriage, but my mind is far more open these days. Now days, the reason I never let anyone close enough is because I've never found anyone who has had enough natural chemistry with me to let my guard down.
I'm a firm believer in doing what feels right in the moment. Honestly though, I would rather be single and abstinent for another 25 years than be with someone who makes me unhappy. I only hope it doesn't come to that point, because I've never been more ready in my life.
If you were to ask me ten years ago if I would still be a virgin at 25, chances are very good that I would have laughed in your face. I thought by now I'd surely have found someone to share myself with. But as the years have past, the less I seemed to care. Besides, sex always seemed pointless without emotional attachment, as far as I was concerned. Besides, if I had an "urge," I could just as easily take care of it myself. I was never the type to have a one night stand with a stranger. I wanted something more than sex. I wanted a relationship, someone I could consider my best friend. I never found the right girl though, and months turned into years. Sure, I had girlfriends and such, but I never let them close enough. At first it was because I had always been raised to believe that sex was wrong outside of marriage. Ideally, I would still like to wait until marriage, but my mind is far more open these days. Now days, the reason I never let anyone close enough is because I've never found anyone who has had enough natural chemistry with me to let my guard down.
I'm a firm believer in doing what feels right in the moment. Honestly though, I would rather be single and abstinent for another 25 years than be with someone who makes me unhappy. I only hope it doesn't come to that point, because I've never been more ready in my life.
