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Imagine a 14-year-old girl who is at the peak of her body chaos and her mother was hit by a hormonal tsunami when she came to school. Her class especially introduced why abstinence is the only safe way of birth control. Yes, it's me. I grew up in a religious family and went to a Christian school throughout my childhood. For a long time as I can remember, I have associated sex with pregnancy and sexually transmitted infections. But there is hope, or someone will tell me! In order to be able to have sex safely, all I have to do is sacrifice myself for my future husband.

At the same time, the surge of hormones in my childhood meant that acne was rampant. Around the same time that the prohibition class started, I started taking birth control pills, hoping that my face would be free of fat. This is acceptable to my parents: as long as they do not use birth control measures to prevent pregnancy, they can participate.

At that time, the consequences of sex were greater than the impact on my health. The fate of my soul hangs on the balance. It's so terrible, I don't even think about making love. If I give up the vow of abstinence, how can God love me? I will be defiled for my future husband, who will undoubtedly join the marriage as chastely as the Jonas brothers before 2010.

The pressure and restrictions of the Christian school became too great for me, and my parents agreed to let me switch to a public school in the 10th grade. I started to meet new people, and soon made some friends who weren’t bothered. Meeting with people from a non-religious background, they have different views on sex and sexual concepts, which made me gradually realize that I did not get all the information regarding sex and sexual health.

Although a group of new friends of mine started to open my eyes and think about sex in a new way, my new school still did not provide real education about sexual health or birth control. Maybe they did all this work in the 9th grade?

By the time I was a teenager, I had decided to stay away from organized religion. However, my beliefs changed faster than my emotional abilities surpassed what I have taught in my life. When I started experimenting with my own sexual behavior, I quickly entered the realm of "everything". I dare not go to everything in my vagina except the penis. Hanging up the phone still prevents me from "going on". Although the invisible strings still existed when I was growing up, doing "everything except..." in the back seat of my high school boyfriend, the white Toyota Camry, became my new favorite.

Although I started to feel the heavy burden of the past, it wasn't until I was 21 that I actually had vaginal penile sex. Although this experience reminded me of a lot of love and appreciation, I was still not emotionally ready to fully enjoy it. Even though I was taking birth control pills and using a condom at the time, I felt scared and I was pregnant. Still not fully understanding the problem that I am unlikely to get pregnant after taking many preventive measures, I went to the plan B pharmacy. This has become my new routine.

Because I was told that the emergency contraceptive pill is an "abortion pill", but this is not the case. Participating in Plan B will only increase my stigma about sex. For my parents, if there is something worse than sex before marriage, it is abortion. Therefore, at the age of 21, I condemned myself for committing sexual offences before marriage and took a medicine that I knew could cause miscarriage. The "vortex of shame" will underestimate the position of my head. After intercourse, I occasionally cry quietly in the shower, and a lot of conflicting emotions completely overwhelm people.

However, this story has a happy ending, please rest assured! Slowly, but surely, things have improved. When thinking about the factors that promote my emotional recovery, for me, the formula is time + education + friendship = recovery. Realizing that my reaction to sex is unpleasant and unsustainable, so when I was in my twenties, I actively began to seek information about sex and birth control. I searched online resources, had candid conversations with my doctor and my friends, and watched every episode of "Sex and the City" (although not necessarily the most accurate portrayal of sex, it can certainly empower ). During those difficult years, I was fortunate to be able to get support and understanding of my sexual partners, and their patience and friendliness helped me reduce my sense of alienation.

It is not easy to get rid of the stigma surrounding sex. The 33-year-old people have been trying a variety of contraceptives for many years, from contraceptives to condoms to non-hormonal IUDs. Now that there are contraceptives, I can say wholeheartedly that I love my contraceptives. Although it is not perfect, I still like it. I like it even though my month lasts an average of 13 days. I like it because it is more than just a way to prevent pregnancy. It symbolizes my liberation from guilt, my resilience, and now I have the amazing, carefree sex ability I should have from the beginning. Therefore, I am a happier person and a better partner.
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