I love dreaming about my wedding. White dress with silk sleeves, curly hair with a braid on the side, a veil that comes down to my waist. What's best is that I have a young man who wants that with me too.
However, every time I dream about my wedding, I succomb to tears. Because I don't think I deserve it.
The whole meaning of marriage is to dedicate oneself to another from there on out, but I've been taught that in retrospect, that marriage means you have kept pure for the other instead of focusing on the gumption that you will. Although I feel both components are important, I've been guided (perhaps wrongly?) that it's all about the former. So in my mind, due to choices I made in the past & situations that I let arbitrate my decisions, I feel ruled out, like I didn't make it to be bridal material, like I don't deserve to have my veil lifted.
Although I'm still technically a virgin, I feel stained. I don't feel as pure as the white on a bridal dress. Sure, I've never taken part in vaginal intercourse, so according to Merriam-Webster, I'm just fine, home free. But the dictionary fails to address the emotional repercussions of giving myself that shortcut, that archaic "as long as your hymen isn't broken, it's fine."
I guess what I'm getting at is, just because I'm a virgin on technical terms doesn't mean I am a virgin emotionally. I feel I ripped my future husband off, in a way, because I didn't wait for him beyond guarding a piece of flesh folded over my vaginal opening. I didn't save myself for him the way he did for me. He's never even kissed a girl before me, & here I am, having been defiled & used, chewed up & spit out, the vomit of other people's one-night stands. And the tragic thing is, I have too much respect for him for him to be with someone like me. Needless to say, there's going to be problems.
Girls, if you haven't already, please don't give in to whatever may drive you to make an emotionally deteriorating mistake. It doesn't necessarily have to be sexual conduct. And if you're already sexually active/engage in casual sex, I'm not telling you that you need to resign for that. Just be careful, & please, please be careful so you don't get hurt. Don't end up like me, who wasn't equipped for the ramifications of biting off more than I could chew, & now feeling unworthy of love at its highest measure.
Guys, please consider this before you do something with a girl that could leave her in an emotional wreck, deficit of being able to open up to the man who will come along & fall in love with her. Sure, she might seem like the type of girl that wouldn't be hurt or care, who could handle any emotional setbacks of casual sex, but what if she's not? What if it leaves her broken down the road?
Just some things I've been thinking about.
Peace out.
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