About half a year ago I met a boy. He was one of those, you know …he knew just what to say, how to say it, when to say it, and what to look like when saying it. He made me feel special, so beautiful…and I fell in love with him. I had sex with him…he was sweet and caring, and I loved him so much. I had a scare of being pregnant, fortunately I wasn't pregnant. We had taken proper measures, but I was about a week late for my period. I wasn't pregnant, but it gave me enough of a scare to tell him. He acted like he understood and all was well until I found out that he and my best friend had been having sex for few months. I regret because I lost my virginity with him. Every day I am morning because I didn’t wait for some better guy to lose virginity with.
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While it's a shame that your first sexual experience ended like this, but I would suggest that sex should be seen like something you give to yourself. It's wonderful to share sex with a special person and to exchange love that way, but sex is also a wonderful way to experience your own body, your own power and energy. There is no reason for you to morning about your virginity; you’ve allowed your body to awaken to something amazing, something that will be a part of your life for a very long time. Use this newly-awakened sexuality to re-gift your body to yourself in new ways, rather than to mourn having shared it with an unworthy person. Luxuriate in the wonder of this new stage of life. I see that like this: you now have a sexual body, rather than a virginal one.
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