If I could sum up the era of my life in which I was discovering my sexuality in one word, that word would be: shame. Despite the personal nature of this story, I feel compelled to share it, because I fully believe that no young woman should have to experience such intense shame -- yet the sad truth is, most do.
I want a better love life, and so I have already begun making better choices. These choices are different for me, and it feels uncomfortable because it's not what I'm used to. But it makes me feel empowered and hopeful. Because I am not a victim to my love life anymore... and you don't need to be either.