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Let’s talk about sex….. again

Sex should be a conversation. Couples should have it. Potential partners should have it. Parents and their children should have it. One of our downfalls-as humans- is the lack of communication regarding sex. This is how we end up with high numbers of unwanted/unplanned pregnancies, diseases, and those living with shame surrounding sex. We aren’t talking about it. 

One thing I am big on is not shaming teens when dealing with sexual matters. Sex isn’t something to be embarrassed about. Masturbation isn’t something to be embarrassed of. There are healthy ways to engage in this dialogue. But no one should be ashamed of their body having natural feelings or desires.

Abortion is a hot topic. I have previously blogged on my thoughts and opinions about this subject and how discussing sex can eliminate the thought of having one or not. Healthy choices involving sex begin with conversations and communication about sex. You can’t just engage in the act without both parties going in with full consent and full knowledge of the possibilities of outcomes. Oftentimes, I pose the questions: Would you marry the last person you had sex with? Would you want to have AND raise a child with that person? Do your views on child rearing align? What about religion? Do you even like the last person you had sex with? If we really sat with ourselves and asked these questions, would it change our future behaviors? If the government no longer provided support for those struggling (single parents), would you be able to lean on your co-parent for support? Financial, emotional, physical, and mental support for you and the child? Your answers should determine if sex should, in fact, be on the table. 

Sex is beautiful. Its intended purposes-procreation and enjoyment between couples-should be respected. Don’t be too coy to talk about it. Don’t be too hasty to have it, either. It’s a gift that should not be freely given. 


-NR


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