I dont know if this is completely accurate, if I think about it now I was so oblivious to the world around me, I was probably stripped of my “whoreginity” long before I realized!

I’m not going to include the times that some three year old with their barely broken voices and lack of facial hair screamed out a “slut” or a “bitch” at me…no sweety learn how to spell first.

I’m talking about a grown ass man or woman who decided that because my titties were bigger than theirs, they earned the right to label me.

Firstly, what is a whore? Because as far as I’m aware, most men feel like prostitution is an honest living, as is stripping and so on. I don’t disagree, if you own it, then do it!

The terminology seems to stem from that line of the work, the industry that is populated by a large percentage of, men! Perhaps that is why they feel they are experts on the subject of what makes a girl a woman, or a whore.

Let’s move along shall we, I mean, honesty is the best policy is it not? I don’t know about you, but every time I was shamed, it was by a guy who felt like he wasn’t hurting me, but helping me! You know, growth, and stuff.

I suppose I should feel grateful to the 27 year old who took advantage of the fact that my friend had died on that day to creep into my 18 year old never been kissed life!

Now I’m not going to Tay-Tay through these recounts, I take accountability for the stupidity with which I make my decisions…but if you pay close enough attention, I’m not going to pretend that there isn’t a pattern.

So my decade old “boyfriend” forces me into having my first kiss, because that’s okay. Its not rape or harrassment…we are dating, he will marry me, and my parents cant know about us right now anyway…so who will I tell?

Eventually I realize that this isn’t okay, I don’t want to be lying and sneaking around to see a man I’m not attracted to all because he has threatened to tell my overprotective family that not only do I have boyfriend, but that it turned out to be a friend of the family for the last 10 years.

I try to break up with him, he doesn’t take it well, and so it begins:

“You know what, dating me so that I can take care of you and buy you gifts so you can show off to your hot college guy friends is disgusting! This is beneath you, when did you become this way? Using me? You pursued me! I put myself out there, you accepted, that’s pursuing…do you know what this behavior is? You’re being a whore -insert full name here- , a whore! Do you know what a whore is? You must, because you’re acting like one! Now say sorry and we dont have to do this!”

Now I dont even feel the need to explain which parts of those are untrue, whether he took care of me or not, whether I pursued him or not, I feel like almost everyone will see this story play out with themselves as the lead characters…because that’s how often it happens.

So ladies…and gentlemen…that’s how I became a whore, I tried to stop a relationship that I should not have entered into.

Am I in the clear? No

Does it make me a whore?

I guess so!