Today we're highlighting Miranda, who felt her decision to have sex should be hers alone. If you want to tell your story, go to our submission form. You can find all our V-Card Diaries here. Tell us about yourself:
A 24 year old from Detroit, Michigan. I work as a home health care provider while finishing my degree in English Lit for Secondary Education.
How do you define virginity?
Vaginal Intercourse. Otherwise, I think I lost mine at 6 playing house in the garage. So lets go with Vaginal Intercourse.
Tell us your story
I lost my virginity at 16 to my high school sweetheart who now...just so happens to be my husband.
Our story is a romantic one. We met at 12, started dating at 15 and married at 23. We went to a nearby university and both studied education and then my husband received a masters fellowship at 23. We bought a dog and lovely cape cod with a privacy fence for a quarter of what it was going for five years ago (all thanks to the crashing economy).
The story of our mutual loss of virginity however, is not.
We were on the carpeted floor of my bedroom and my parents came home and were rummaging around the kitchen at some point. There was never any pressure on his end, any pressure I felt was purely in my own head. What if we don't stay together? What If I am sinning? (Which is funny, because I'm not what anyone would describe as a religious person) What if sucks so bad he tells people? What if he is so terrible that I will become completely turned off by him.
The one thing I never thought was "What if he thinks I'm a whore" which I'm endlessly grateful for for since it seemed to be on many of my other friends minds. We were sixteen and had already been dating for eight months. Which as most of us know is an ETERNITY when you are sixteen.
I felt like there was so much pressure on me to make the right decision. Finally, I just decided that if this was a mistake than it was my mistake to make and that no matter what came of it. I would have no regrets.
As soon as I decided, I jumped him right there on a very uncomfortable carpet floor. Trust Me, he didn't mind.
It's funny because in a way I think making that one decision for myself helped to shape me into the person I am now. When I make decisions I always try to make ones that I can live with. After all my own virginity had nothing to do with my parents, teachers, friends or God.
It's my damn vagina. They can get their own.