I have been grossed out by sex for most of my life. I used to hate it early on, but that faded with time. I don't know why I hated it. Maybe I saw it like drugs or alcohol, which change some people into greedy animals, since I saw first hand what those things did to people. There were times I was interested in it, but my general stance was disinterest. I'm not a sexual person with any strong sex drives. I can't understand ever wanting to have sex with a stranger or someone you don't know well yet.

However, sometime after I fell in love my boyfriend, I was completely fine with having sex with him. For me, the experience is a way for me to bond with him, and not too much about sexuality. I think I can only feel this way because my boyfriend feels this way. We aren't people who have all sorts of different kinds of sex. It isn't about sexual gratification, but love. I could never stand having sex for sexual gratification. I couldn't let someone be so physically close to me unless I really trusted them.