I'm twenty-two, and I'm still a virgin. And I'm not saving myself for religious, spiritual, or personal reasons.
My dad left when I was five, and I'm still really fucked up about it. I feel like I can trace all of the things that I hate about myself back to the fact that my dad abandoned me.
I kinda like two guys, and only am positive one of them likes me in the same way. I am just afraid if I end up with him that the other one will admit to liking me and then I'll feel like I made the wrong choice.
I lied to my best friend about liking him as more than a friend (he likes me as way more than a friend) and I feel... good about it. Not guilty or anything.