Hi ya’ll! How’s it going????
I hope your Monday is getting off to a great
start and that you are all doing well!
Before I introduce you to the guest poster for
today, I want to just mention that more than half of the posts for Monologue
Mondays are by women that I’ve never
physically met before.
I’ve either been introduced to them by another
blogger, have been following their site for a while (and adored them!), or they
have simply just emailed me and stated that they wanted to share their own
story (after following the site for a while and gaining an appreciation for the
purpose behind it).
I’m always so honored and grateful when, in any of the
cases, the women agree to share themselves with us and to make themselves
vulnerable and transparent.
If you can imagine, it’s not easy putting your laundry out there for the world to see, but
since there is a greater purpose behind revealing intimate details about past
relationships, they are more than willing to make that sacrifice. And to
that, I am
thankful!
I love providing a platform for other women (and
teens J) to share their experiences with each other. While
as a group we might not always handle the situations in the same manner as
another person, there is always a lesson in every story and an
opportunity to grow and to become a better individual... even if it didn’t
happen to you.
And on that note, today you will meet Shar. She
is one of those individuals that I’ve never met physically, but we’ve been
corresponding via email for the past couple of months and she seems like a
really cool person.
When she first started emailing me, she was so
warm and considerate and over the course of us talking via email, she has been
nothing but kind and encouraging. I really enjoy talking with her, and get
excited when I open my inbox and see that she has sent me a message! (I l♥ve getting
emails and messages from ya’ll!!!)
So when she decided that she wanted to share her
story, she wasted no time in writing it up and getting it to me.
So here’s her story:
Monologue Monday: Shar
As many times as I like to thank God for giving
me the inspiration and the strength to stay a virgin, I won’t lie, it’s been a
struggle. I pray that this really helps someone who is perhaps going through
some of the same things.
My decision to stay pure started when I was very
young. Of course at the time, I had my mom down my neck about boys and sex. But
I can say that I was also blessed to always have that feeling in the pit of my
stomach telling me that it was the right decision to wait.
It wasn’t hard at first to keep my virginity; I wasn’t
seeing anyone and at the time I hadn’t even had my first kiss. Amongst my
peers, I was the purest girl they knew.
I didn’t know much about sex except for what I
was told or had seen in school (you know sex ed). And I had the overwhelming
urge to just please God and honor him by waiting.
It didn’t matter to me what anyone else thought. It was just me and God.
It also sort of helped me by watching others and
seeing what sex (when done outside of the realms that it was created for), can
do to your mental and emotional self. I saw how sex had hurt one of my family
members and I told myself that I wouldn’t go through any of that. I didn’t want
to. It seemed heartbreaking to have a kid and the father of the child not wanting
to have anything to do with her or her baby.
No, I didn’t want anything to do with sex.
That is until I turned 17 or 18 and I got my
first boyfriend. At that time a lot was on my mind: starting art school, my mom
passing away the year before, wanting to find some meaning in my life again. It
was a lot to deal with, and I was overwhelmed with the new feelings I was having.
Everything was so new to me...especially since I
had never had a boyfriend before.
But it all came crashing down when I got caught
in a vicious cycle. He wanted to go half-way (not all the way) and I was
caught in a battle between what I felt was right and what I knew.
See, beforehand it was easy to say "Oh, I'll
just say no..." But when those feelings come (and you know what kind of
feelings I’m talking about), and your mind is off in fantasy land, saying yes seems
like the easiest thing right?!?
Well, God had begun to really work on me and I began to see how my actions were hurting
my spirit. I had told my boyfriend (who knew of God but didn’t have a
relationship with him) that we shouldn’t go against the will of God anymore. He
seemed ok with it, but something deep down told me that he really wasn’t.
Now don’t get me wrong, he really did fall in
love with me. Sex wasn’t what it was about. But it played a part in it because he wasn’t a virgin and I was and still am.
So one night, the very night that I had realized
my true feelings about him. He slept with another girl; I was devastated when I
found out. And I was more devastated when he did it more than once. I began to
question myself and a lot of other things.
I felt as if my entire world was shaken. I couldn’t
eat or sleep. I could barely breathe and function throughout the day... I felt
betrayed. How could he have done that to me? Wasn’t I everything that he
wanted?
The answer was simple: he was selfish and only
thought of himself at the time.
When we are controlled by our desires we tend to forget
everything else. Now I contemplated on whether I should stay or
go.
In the end, I decided to stay with him and to see
where it leads. A lot went down (in the past couple of years) between then and
now. The short version is that my boyfriend had a lot of growing up to do and I
did as well. I can say he's changing for the better and I'm doing a lot better
as well.
When deciding what is right for you, just
remember not to put anyone or anything before God.... He was there first and He always knows
what’s best for you.