Originally posted by Mrs. Edge:
OK - While we're being candid and brave....
*prays you don't all flame me beyond recognition after this*
No offense taken here, sweetie.
And let me tell ya why - I struggled through so many awful awful relationships for years with arseholes with only one thing on their mind - and believe me, it wasn't love. It wasn't even making love. One guy broke up with me because I wouldnt let him see my bare ass in broad daylight. How sad!
When I finally got with my boyfriend whom I live with now, it was real. It was real everything. I had "been around" and passed around, and joked around and messed around with plenty. But you know, none of that compares to the relief and contentment I felt/feel with my boyfriend. To have found that love and to sustain it, and maintain it is more of an experience I treasure - rather than continuing to play the field. I've been there, bought the t-shirt - and didn't find what I wanted in any of it. I found it with my Pookie. And that makes all the difference.
If I were younger, and not 24 - I would completely agree with all of you. If I was 19 and wanting to settle down without having really discovered my "type" or my "self" for that matter - then yes, it would be advantageous to continue to have experiences and live life.
But I have a grown up life now with my boyfriend, we are about to buy a house, and we own a succesful business and two cats - believe me when I say that our virginity only makes things even more unique and exciting for us - because we have something so utterly special for both of us to look forward to. And that, too, makes all the difference.
