Here Are The Reasons I Don’t Write About Sex

Well, I usually don’t anyway…

Unless the subject is sexual abuse, I hesitate to write about sex. It isn’t because I’m uncomfortable with sex. I’m not. However, I’m most assuredly uncomfortable writing about it.

Why is that, you ask?

I don’t know for sure, but I do have some ideas.

I was molested by my father

This is likely a big factor in why sex is a difficult topic for me. In my first memory of sexual abuse, I was four-years-old.

I thought sex was painful for a long time

I was five the first time my clitoris was touched, and it was painful. I didn’t realize that it wasn’t supposed to be that way until I was an older teen. Maybe my confusion with pain is a big factor in why writing about this is difficult for me.

I used sex to prove I was worthy

For many years, I used sex as a gold star sticker on my life. I was good at it, and I had no qualms about trying new things in the bedroom.

The problem was…

I had a lot of sex when I didn’t want to