It’s a strange paradox, this life I’m living. I can scroll through countless hours of intimate content online – the films, the stories, the images – and feel absolutely nothing. In fact, sometimes I seek it out, almost like an academic study of something utterly alien to me. But the moment any real-life connection hints at physical intimacy, a cold wave of revulsion washes over me. My stomach clenches, my mind races, and all I want to do is run. It’s been years since my first boyfriend, and yet, he still has this hold over me, having completely **ruined my perception of intimacy**.
My First Love Stole My Innocence and Ruined My Perception of Intimacy
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