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Okay, THIS article states what I was trying to say in another post, a week or so ago.


I often feel like the only woman on the face of the planet who no one is attracted to. And I am ashamed—in part because this is something no one ever talks about.


We turn virginity into a punchline—a sign of misplaced religious conviction, physical grotesqueness, or social ineptitude. We try to escape the reality that sex is a choice that some are never offered, and ignore the fact that trumpeting sexual freedom also has the power to wound deeply. The sexually inexperienced (especially those with no choice in the matter) feel a strong urge to hide this fact, in order to let people assume a common level of sexual history. It’s a lot easier than trying to explain the truth, and it hurts less, too.
“Trumpeting sexual freedom also has the power to wound deeply.”
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I’ve sat through countless conversations with groups of women, praying that the conversation wouldn’t turn to sex, cringing inwardly when it inevitably did, and trying to laugh with the others until the topic changed and I could relax again, my secret safe. For now.



The essay is by a woman who is 33 years of age, who feels disenfranchised by our society.

"I often feel like the only woman on the face of the planet who no one is attracted to."

So untrue on so many levels.

Also, despite what many people may believe, sex doesn't always equal love, happiness, or companionship. Sometimes it equals AIDS, Syphilis (or so it did for James Joyce, who was blinded by it), unwanted pregnancy, HPV virus, Herpes, etc. It can be violent. It can be cruel. It can be loving. It can be orgasmic. It can be amazing. It can be embarrassing. It can be uncomfortable. It can be hilarious. It can be shameful. It can be touching. It can mean nothing. It can mean everything. It can take seconds. It can take hours. But regardless of the situation? It is always intimate. More intimate than anything else you will ever do with another human being. You are exploring each other's bodies. You are giving each other pleasure. Or pain as the case may be. It's not something to enter into lightly, yet most of us do...sorry to say. And none of us appear to know how to handle it.

In the film, 45 years...the sex scene was uncomfortable and loving...with a touch of painful melancholy. It hurt. There was a disconnection. As opposed to the connection and reaffirmation desperately sought. One of the best sex scenes that I've seen done on film, if one of the most uncomfortable to watch. In Amy Schumer's Trainwreck, it is funny, silly, uncomfortable, touching, and painful. In Buffy the Vampire Slayer , where the word virgin is used as a punchline by writers who are clearly uncomfortable with the topic themselves...sex is depicted as intimate but also painful, silly, crazy, touching, abusive, and an escape. It's never is safe. BTVS and ATS never depicted it as safe. And it's not safe. Sex. You take a huge risk when you have sex with someone. The risk of rejection runs high. And having sex with the wrong person...well that never turns out well. I remember friend in college warning me off one-night stands, she said, you feel dirty the next morning...like you can't quite get clean.

The writer of this essay states how stories about being a virgin past a specific age are deemed inappropriate, laughable or untrue. They are squelched. She's so right.

I remember a friend's response to a novel I wrote, where the main character was a virgin. The character was twenty-five years of age. My friend told me that no one would believe my story, because how could anyone who was attractive or successful still be a virgin at that age? Really? Then much later, another friend informed me that Gilmore Girls was unrealistic because the lead, Rory Gilmore, had graduated from college without losing her virginity, which just wasn't believable. Because everyone knows you lose your virginity as a Freshman. These inaccurate perceptions are reinforced by our media. Virgins are considered religious. Yet I know a lot of atheists who are virgins. Virgins are considered unattractive. Odd, I know a lot of really ugly people who have had lots of sex (Donald Trump comes to mind, although mileage may vary on that point, as does Woody Allen, who frankly gives me the creeps). Virgins are considered sexually unaware or not knowledgeable, hello, have you heard of books, movies, and television - it tends to be rather graphic in this regard.

I find it sad that our media, our culture, squelches these stories as unbelievable. Particularly when we have no trouble watching stories about boy wizards, Jedi knights, or dragons. And condemns the tellers. Where is the sexual empowerment in this? I fail to see it.

I think in our culture's attempt to deal with slut shaming, which is equally wrong, we have a tendency to go to the opposite extreme. That's the problem I'm having with our culture and society --is the tendency to go to extremes. To categorize and pigeon-hole and put people in neat little boxes. If you don't do a, b, and c -- then you are obviously this or that. If you aren't married by a certain age, you must be gay, except people who are gay get married and have significant others and have sex. Some of them have actually had sex with people of the opposite sex. You can't tell someone's sexual orientation by whether or not they are single or dating anyone. I've actually heard people say this and speculate on it. Yes, people are really that stupid.

I don't know about anyone else reading this? But I think we all need to strive to do better. To be less dumb about these things. Less cruel. It only takes a minute.

Date: 2016-03-22 02:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shadowkat67.livejournal.com
I agree. Am in more or less the same situation, myself. And often there just isn't any way to fix-it. It just is.

Dating is bloody hard. There's no guarantee you'll meet anyone. The guys who are attracted to me, I'm not attracted to. The guys I'm attracted to, aren't attracted to me. After awhile, I thought, okay, that's it, the Universe just hates me.
Then, oh dear, the well-meaning advice...

One friend suggested..."maybe your type just isn't your type?" (Now, that's helpful. What am I supposed to do with that?) or "You're just too picky, you need to lower your standards." (Okay...) Another told me that I needed to do what Woody Allen states...just show up, get out, go to a lot of things, even if you hate those things. (That I just didn't get out enough and wasn't busy enough.) And a woman at a party told me that dating was similar to looking for a job or apartment hunting. Just apply the same skills. (Which I found appalling, but it did explain a lot. Considering how much I despise job and apartment hunting. ) I was told to try online dating -- someone even helped me put together the write-up. (After several...horror shows, I gave up. I know, I know, I probably should have stuck with it longer...but the last one was just painful.)

The difficulty is...what works for one person isn't going to necessarily work for someone else.













Date: 2016-03-22 01:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ponygirl2000.livejournal.com
Yeah, I have the same problem. When I was going on dates, the men seemed very dull and required a lot of effort on my part to keep conversations going, meanwhile guys I was interested in never liked me enough or usually were involved with other people. I'm sure there are a host of reasons on my part as to why this was so, but after spending a lot of my life stressing about it, it really has been a relief to "give up".

I do know people who've had success with online dating, but they definitely treated it like a part-time job and were ruthless in weeding out the duds. Going on dozens of first dates sounds like torture, but that's me.

Date: 2016-03-22 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shadowkat67.livejournal.com
When I was going on dates, the men seemed very dull and required a lot of effort on my part to keep conversations going, meanwhile guys I was interested in never liked me enough or usually were involved with other people.

That's been my experience as well. Online and offline dating. I had it happen again a year or so ago, a guy that I met at a function wanted to hook up, but he really turned me off. While there were these two other guys that I was into, who ...well didn't like me enough or were involved with other people.

I've more or less given up. If it happens, it happens. But I'm not going to stress over it any longer. There's enough things to stress over...

I do know people who've had success with online dating, but they definitely treated it like a part-time job and were ruthless in weeding out the duds. Going on dozens of first dates sounds like torture, but that's me.

For me as well. The one's I went out on were pure torture. Can't quite bring myself to go through it again. You have to have teflon skin to do it, I sometimes think. Or the right attitude.

One friend suggested trying the site "How About We"...which is basically, "I want to go to the movie Deadbolt, who wants to come with me?" Still blind dating, just with a clear destination in mind. Not a fan of blind dating.










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