In order for a species to survive, they must reproduce. Male birds often have beautifully colored feathers to find their mate. Gibbons mate for life. Chimpanzee’s will mate as often as they can and sometimes, it’s a bit rough. Male sea otters are very aggressive and will rape, bite, and hold the face of a female sea otter. All of it is so innate and so different for all species but people, well we are a little different. We are one species but at the same time, have the mating habits of many other species. Some consensual, some not, sometimes sensual and takes time, sometimes, rushed and rough, sometimes with the same gender, other times not, sometimes alone, or with one, or more than one. it’s all based on one’s desire. A ridiculous strong desire to create life and continue our species.
Sometimes, sex is kind of like with sea otters. And sometimes, like the female otters, it’s too hard or too frightening to fight back. Or in some cases, such as mine, too young. Too young to really understand that need, too young to make sense of their feelings, their fears. Leaving someone who is confused and hurt. Someone who is scared to trust. Someone who starts to lose sight of who truly owns the body that you are in.
Someone told me once that when someone is sexually abused, it alters their understanding of love and sex. You’re confused on who to love, who to trust, and who to touch. They say someone might become more permiscuse and sexual while another might fear it and avoids it. I think I’m been on this sexual see saw my whole life.
Now, and for most of my life I’ve been on the end of the spectrum of I don’t want it and don’t care about. Don’t get me wrong, my body itself reacts the way it should. It’s innate, it’s what my body was made to do and that is why I feel a constant struggle between mind and body.
If asked, I would just say it doesn’t interest me too much. That I’m too anxious about my body size. But there is so much more to this. The whole act of sex makes me feel ill, uncomfortable, self conscious, embarrassed, so many emotions that I can’t seem to name just one. It’s like a swamp of emotions that end with me questioning what’s wrong with me. For this post I’ll use the word disgusted because that can be anything we see, smell, or taste. It’s an uncomfortable feeling that you want to avoid.
We are SURROUNDED by the ideas and acts of sex. Each time I see it or if it’s mentioned I cringe with disgust. I can’t watch sex scenes on TV without feeling disgusted and embarrassed. When people talk about it, I shut down and avoid the conversation. When I see men drooling over a woman I’m disgusted and feel ill. An older man following every young bikini clad girl on TikTok makes me wonder if I’m sitting next to a pediphile. The way we look at others, what we wear, the things we will do to attract someone else makes me feel weird and uncomfortable. If I was to check out a male younger than myself I feel dirty and ashamed. I’m not comfortable looking at a naked body. It’s everywhere from the ads on TV to the songs on the radio. The way teens dance and the songs they all love to sing are often about sex. The TV shows that most popular with teens are also about teens, who are having sex. We base our first thoughts about someone based on how attractive they might be. Sex sells is what people say.
I get it, without sex we would cease to exist. Without the pleasure we feel we would cease to exist. The problem is me. 110% ME. I’m not the normal one. I’m leaving in a sea of normalcy and drowning because I can’t stop judging people who stare at twenty year old girls in bikinis. I can’t just watch a movie or enjoy a song. I question why a sex scene is important. I’m not normal and I hate it. And lately, the feelings of hating myself get stronger every day. I want to be normal but how. It’s like having a color you hate and trying to avoid that color every second of the day but you can’t. But how, how the hell do you go from hating that color, that pea soup greenish yellow color that disgusts you. Do you submerge yourself in it? Do you paint every wall you have that color? Will that really work?
All that I know is that I’m tired of living this life like this. I’m tired of trying to avoid it