'Tell me what happens the first time you see a woman naked.'
'The first time you see a woman naked will not be like you imagined. There will be no love, no trust, no intimacy. You won’t even be in the same room as her.
You won’t get to smile as she undresses you and you undress her. You won’t get to calm her nerves with nerves of your own. You won’t get to kiss her, feeling her lips and the edge of her tongue. You won’t get to brush your fingers over the lace of her bra or count her ribs or feel her heartbeat.
The first time you see a woman naked you will be sitting in front of a computer screen watching someone play at intimacy and perform at sex. She will contort her body to please everyone in the room but her. You will watch this woman who is not a woman, pixelated and filtered and customized. She will come ready-made, like an order at a restaurant. The man on the screen will be bigger than you, rougher than you. He will teach you how to talk to her. He will teach you where to put your hands and he will teach you what you’re supposed to like. He will teach you to take what is yours.
You must unlearn this. You must unlearn this twisted sense of love. You must unlearn the definition of pleasure and intimacy you are being taught. Kill this idea of love, this idea of entitlement, this way of scarring one another.’
my sister had this lesson at church today about how if you have sex before you’re married it will destroy your life. interesting because if that were true there would be a lot of utterly destroyed people out there, including myself
Heeey, true story but when I was in highschool I went to this lunchtime church group run by the school chaplain, mostly because it was heated and had chocolate, and the topic of the day was sex before marriage.
He started to eat an apple as he laid down the basics on the sanctity of marriage and God and bla bla, then sat down and said, ‘Girls (there were boys in there too), just remember that every time you have sex before you get married, it’s like taking a bit out of an apple,’ and then, I shit you not he said, ‘and who wants a core?’
I stood up and ‘nope’d’ it right out of there, pilfered a block of caddy-b and decided never to get my sex advice from the Church ever again.