EDITOR’S NOTE: This post is Part 2 of 2 on the topic of Virginity and Sexuality – or at least my experience with it.
I sat in Freshman Biology my first semester of college, averting my eyes from the PowerPoint slides and picking my jaw up off the floor. I was stunned and horrified because
- I had just learned was sex was.
- It took me until I was 18 years old to learn this.*
Over the years, I’ve been so embarrassed by that second fact that I’ve just lied and told people I was “like 15 or 16” when I learned about the birds and the bees.
For years, I still somehow managed to remain mostly innocent, despite some of the not-so-innocent books I had to read in college. I fast-forwarded certain scenes in PG-13 movies, whispered the word “sex” the first few times I had to use it in a non-gender-related way, and refused to laugh at Read More