It was a taboo part of my body that I could never bring myself to look at.
I probably could have forced myself into a drunken tryst or one-night stand just for the sake of experience, but the idea of it was always so unappealing to me and still...
I don’t know any of you readers out there or what your story may be, but here’s a glimpse into mine.
It wasn’t like I intended it to work out this way.
The shame almost made me not write this essay.
I’m awkward, and you don’t find me snapping shots of women’s boobs.
You don’t always have to pretend you’re into it.