While this is all good and fine, I think it also opens up the floor for a very frank conversation about sex.
I so badly wanted to hop back on the bandwagon and throw away the key to my imaginary chastity belt.
At times I forgot why I was doing this in the first place.
After all, there’s nothing more important than the relationship with yourself, even if the road to that realization is incredibly long, rocky and sex-free.
God has somebody perfect in mind for you, and you will recognize that person when you meet them.
I never thought I would abstain from sex for a full year. And, let me tell you, at times it felt like five years. I watched, with a tinge of jealously, as my friends pranced around with a cavalcade of fun new hookups.
I don’t know about you, but for me sex is a pretty enjoyable part of dating, and forgoing any physical contact for a whole year is a time. They shared their exciting stories, and I hung on every word.
I realized the toll that attaching sexual desirability to my self-worth had taken on me after all those years.
As I began to unearth this newfound sense of empowerment, I saw myself experience immense growth.
I started journaling and rediscovering parts of myself that I had forgot existed.