The first time I ever had sex, I had no idea what I was doing, no idea if I really wanted to be doing what I was doing, no idea where to put my hands, and if he had not pulled out the condom himself, I might not have insisted on it. I was shaky and insecure because of my body and all the myriad and varied issues I had with it and my self-esteem, because I was so scared that he would see through my bravado and realize I was a complete novice, because I had no answers either way.

Sex Ed in high school showed me where the ovaries are, taught me about menstruation and the magic of the sperm and the beauty of the egg and the miracle of live birth, but didn't explain the mechanics or the means. How to get from here to there. If it's okay to be apprehensive, scared, clumsy and is it really okay to be doing this? I mean, really?

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