If I Could Do Life Over Again I Would Be A Virgin & Die As One Too

“Subconsciously you may not even like men, and your womb is rejecting them because it recognizes patterns of abuse and destruction every time a man enters you.

Our bodies protect us, so when it rejects masculine energy it obviously cannot derive pleasure from it either.”

When I was a virgin I used to think that sex would be the ultimate pleasure fest. Like many virginal girls and women, I was taught that sexual intimacy between a man and woman was sacred and beautiful, especially within the confines of marriage.

Before I gave away my virginity to a man who took advantage of me and started me on a string of abusive, terrible sexual escapades I had a healthy sex drive. At the time I had no idea that the time I carved out for myself to explore my body and give myself intense orgasms was going to be the highlight of my sex life, and that I would return back to myself at a later point in my life.

My sexual experiences with the opposite sex were lackluster at best. It took many years to realize that I could never enjoy sex with men. Why? Because I don’t like them. And it makes no sense to hop from dick to dick and expect something different. The definition of insanity is to do the same thing over and over again while expecting different results. So I pivoted and…