By: An Anonymous Teen
I was raised knowing everything I wanted to know about sex. My parents told me how sex works when I was in second grade. Later that year, I remember sitting on the playground while other kids told each other how babies are made. I laughed at their explanations.
“Sex is when two people kiss naked.”
“No, it’s when two people loved each other very much.”
The debate went on. After a few minutes I filled them all in on what actually happens. I don’t think any of them actually understood what I said, but I was proud of myself for setting them straight.
When my parents found out what I had done, they were mortified. They expected a call from an angry parent or the principal. That call never came. I suspect it is because no one understood what I had told them. Or, maybe they believed me and didn’t mention it to their parents who had steered them wrong in the first place.
For as long as I can remember, my parents (mostly my mom) talked to me about everything, and sex and relationships were not topics that were treated any differently. When they talk to me about sex-related stuff, I wanted nothing to do with it. But, clearly I heard and understood them. I believe my parents desire to discuss everything with me has greatly influenced who I am today, and how I feel about sex and relationships.
If you ask my friends who they think is least likely to have sex while in high school, I bet most of them would point to me. While I’m not sure if this is true, what I know is that I am and probably will continue to be one of the “purest” members of my friend group.
My parents are both doctors. I’ve heard all my life about how dangerous sex can be and how I should wait until I find someone who is truly special before having sex. I carry these beliefs with me today.
Let’s be real – I know my parents aren’t perfect. Now that I’m older, I realize some of the things they told me about sex (and drugs) aren’t always true. But, I think if my classmates had parents like mine, their sex lives would be much different. The difference between my parents and other parents is that I know my parents wanted me to be informed. They wanted me to make good decisions and they thought giving me accurate information would prepare me.
I don’t tell my parents everything. Like, I don’t tell them too much about every person I have a crush on. But, I don’t like feeling like I am not being totally honest with them. My solution is to stay out of situations where I might do things they wouldn’t approve of. This includes romantic situations or being around drugs and alcohol, where I might be tempted to do things I might later regret.
It worries me to see my friends doing things like this. I let them know when I’m worried, but I don’t push too hard to stop them because I know this is part of high school. Everyone learns in their own different ways. In the coming years I’ll probably experiment, but not to the extent that my friends have and will. I am very grateful to my parents for giving me the tools to keep me and my friends safe.