I remember being 15. I wasn’t able to drive. I couldn’t vote. My parents ran my life. I was very “popular” in school, but really I was just nice to everyone and was very friendly. I always have had a “boyfriend” since the sixth grade, and haven’t been single for more than 4 months at a time.  Whatever psychological babble that says about myself, I really didn’t care. I liked being around boys. Not to flirt and be a teenager, but I enjoyed their friendships a lot more than my female friendships.

To address the loss-of-virginity issue, it was pathetic (on both sides) and not emotional. And, honestly, it wasn’t enjoyable until I met my current boyfriend of over 4 years. I think in middle school and high school I just wasn’t emotionally mature enough to feel any connection from sex. It didn’t mean anything to me. Now it does (thank god).  But it took a long time and a couple of partners for me to feel comfortable, confident, and emotionally available to make sex a good experience. But as for the virginity losing? I don’t regret it. It had to happen at some point. And I’m glad I didn’t wait until college. The awkwardness was gone and I could really enjoy myself, and finally find a partner that is the perfect match.