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AthenaC
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I will admit that I haven’t read the whole thread, but I am willing to bet I can offer a unique perspective, based on the reaction to some of my other posts elsewhere -

- Once upon a time, I had a lot of sex. With a lot of different people. From one-night stands to serious relationships to one civil marriage, I loved every minute of it. Except for sex with my first husband after marriage, because he turned out to be an abusive, adulterous jerk. Ironic, no? If I had, in fact, waited until marriage, I wouldn’t have had any positive experiences with sex to look back on and understand that sex should really be a lot more enjoyable. Oh - and because of all that sex I had two beautiful baby girls. Different races, actually - perfectly beautiful in very different ways. If I hadn’t had sex, I wouldn’t have those two beautiful souls.
- After I left my first husband, sex with even more people was very therapeutic. I had to separate from the mindset of being faithful to him. Until I could break that mindset of being faithful to him, he still had power over me and kept tormenting me. Mentally and emotionally abusive people are skilled like that. I still remember driving away after the first time I had sex with someone other than my husband. I remember the euphoria, the feeling of hope, of “everything’s going to be all right.” And it was. That was really the turning point toward being free from him and healing so that I could be a good mom to my girls and a good wife to someone else down the line. (Side note: Before I slept with someone else, I went to confession and was going back to Mass with my parents. But I still wasn’t able to get free from my husband. It was really horrible.)
- I wanted to understand how chastity could possibly be the way to go since I had experienced nothing but good from sex outside of marriage. Any chastity resource I looked to (be it books, pamphlets, attending presentations, attempting to talk to anyone and everyone who didn’t shy away from the topic (and even some who did
)) was worthless. I kept hearing things like “You think you want sex but you really don’t. You really want love.” Um … no. I just want sex. And, “You will feel used afterward.” That’s funny, because that’s not how I feel at all. Ad nauseum. - Because of all the above, I actually fell away from the Church for a while, because I realized I simply couldn’t follow the teaching. I wasn’t going to be a cafeteria Catholic and rationalize it; the Faith is something you accept 100% or not at all. It was technically wrong and I knew it, but I really couldn’t wrap my head around it being wrong. No matter how hard I tried to see it as wrong, I simply couldn’t. So I put it on my calendar to go back to church when I got sacramentally married, because then the ethical issue disappears for me. I’m married now, so I’m finally “allowed” to have sex! Yay, me!
I still pray for contrition, but it doesn’t seem to be forthcoming. Frankly, I’m not holding my breath.
(Skewer my apparent cavalier attitude all you want, you are not omnisicent and do not know the effort I have put into understanding this. Accept my account in good faith and comment accordingly, or ignore it and move on.) - Many people on here talk about the negative effects prior sexual experience has on their relationships. I simply cannot relate. Both my husband and I had many previous partners before finding each other, and we have no problem being monogamous, loving, emotionally connected … all the things that people are saying you can only get by saving sex until marriage. No one’s experience is universal, and to pretend so is silly and insulting.