A different day for the Virginity Project. Number 1, this is the first story I have ever received from Guatemala – tech-heads, do you think there is an app of the world somewhere that I could attach to the side of my blog that would block a country out every time I got a story from a new place? And number 2, I am not featuring a cheerful story today. One feels one should stick with the positive but really, life isn’t always like that and would I be helping anyone by selling the idea that it is? A reader wrote to me recently and said that all my stories seemed quite positive and that his wasn’t. I rest my case.
Here, for you, is Mimi’s story and as I have frequently found, it is often the shortest stories that say the most. She has written 229 words but she speaks oceans. Not just about her own experience but the experience of many millions of women, the world over, today and since the dawn of time. It’s so easy to think that we in the west are the benchmark in terms of sexual mores but we are not. A much larger proportion of the world’s women, if not for religious reasons, than cultural ones, have to preserve their virginity. Listen to Mimi’s words. This story makes me unutterably sad. How and why should a woman feel so diminished for doing something that is so natural? It doesn’t make sense to me. It never has and it never will.
On a happier note, I started another new, and rather more light-hearted blog today. Watch this space for more froth. In the meantime, here is some serious shit.
‘Hi, My name is Mimi
I was born May 27 1990
I am Guatemalan
I live in the county of San Diego
I've been virgin for about 21 years but until last week I give myself to my bf who I have been dating for 7months but I have known him for about a year. I'm still going through the stage grief I wasn’t ready and I wish I kept it. I guess it’s hard for me to take it all in because I have been virgin for a while and haven't give into temptation but when I meet my bf I fell hard and forgot why I wanted to keep it and how proud I was to have my virginity for a long time.
However, I lost it and it hurted but what hurted the most was when he didn’t see blood so he assume I wasn't virgin. I didn’t tell him it hurt me but I just conform that I was. In addition, I was in denial for three days after I lost my virginity but once I came back to reality I was in emotional distress. Since that day I haven’t had sex and don’t plan to because I HATE the feeling of disgust and shame. I now don't see myself has diffferent or unique because I lost the one thing that made me different from other femails, (sic) as result, I see myself has normal and woman not a pure woman which I still wish I was.’