Growing up in our deeply religious Indian household, the rules were as clear as day: no boyfriends, no dating, and absolutely no physical intimacy until after marriage. It wasn’t just a suggestion; it was the bedrock of our family’s honour and my future. For the first eighteen years of my life, I genuinely believed I was immune to temptation. I wasn’t exactly a head-turner – tall for an Indian girl at 5’7″/5’8″, and painfully shy. Boys never seemed to notice me, and honestly, it made sticking to the rules surprisingly easy. I was the ‘good girl,’ focused on studies, dreaming of a future my parents approved of.
My Religious Family, My Secret Shame: Hypersexuality’s Grip
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