At twenty two years old, I feel somewhat like an anomaly in society. I still don’t have a driver’s license, I prefer the company of my stuffed blue monkey than real people, and I’ve never had sex. That’s’ right; I’m a twenty two year old virgin. The main reason for my momentous decision to abstain from premarital sex derives from spiritual beliefs. I think my body is sacred, and only my future husband should be allowed to share a physical union with me (wherever he is, he can come out of hiding now).
It would be incorrect to assume that I am never tempted. I desire a man’s touch. I want to be held and gently kissed, touched and thrilled by sexual passion. Frankly, cuddling a stuffed monkey can only go so far. However, I...
While recovering from an especially difficult breakup recently, I enlisted the ear of a friend and former classmate of mine. Fun and fabulous in many ways (and a little older and wiser than I) my friend listened as I shared with her the demise of my relationship.
After a lot of painful soul-searching, my husband and I have decided that we no longer want to be married. Ironically, we have also come to the conclusion that we will not put our two young children through the inevitable anguish and displacement that accompanies divorce.· According to Robert E. Emery, professor of psychology and director of the Center for Children, Families, and the Law at the University of Virginia, divorce is more traumatic to children than the death of a parent. So...
The holy sacrament of marriage is nothing to be taken lightly, yet in today’s society many people are getting married left and right. So why is it that black women are among the highest percent of women that are still single at age 40?
