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[image description: this image from “Laws of Modern Man” originally read “Saying “let’s just be friends” sounds a lot like “I got this present for you, but I gave it to someone more interesting. Here, you can still have the box it came in. It’s a really awesome box.”” - it now reads “Saying “let’s just be friends” sounds a lot like “I like you in a platonic sense but I’m not interested in a romantic relationship with you right now.”“]
Just to be open and up-front about where I’m coming from: I am a practicing Roman Catholic. I am a virgin. I am not going to have sex before marriage.
And let me say this loud and clear:
MY VAGINA IS NOT A GIFT.
MY VAGINA IS NOT A GIFT.
MY VAGINA IS NOT A GIFT.
My vagina is MINE. It’s MINE. It BELONGS TO ME.
I don’t give it to ANYONE. IT STAYS MINE.
Even when I’m using it to have sex with someone else, IT’S STILL MINE. I’M doing what I want with it.
No one would ever assume that if I were having sex with my husband, I was receiving the gift of his penis. Penises get to belong to their owners. Penis-owners give pleasure to to their partners, but their penis is theirs, to use as they wish.
AND IN THE SAME WAY, MY VAGINA IS MINE. It’s not a present you get for being nice to me. It’s not even a present you get to open once you’ve married it. It’s my sexual organ. It’s a crucial part of who I am. It will be something I will use regularly as part of my marriage. It will be the way through which some of my children come into the world.
AND IT WILL ALWAYS BE MINE. I may share it with you, if you’re lucky. But you don’t get to claim it as a thing of your own, as personal territory.
My friendship, on the other hand, is a gift. It’s a sign from me that I think you’re a good person, a person worth knowing. I give it to you in the hopes that you will give your friendship back to me, and that this mutual self-giving will make us both happier, better, stronger.
The vagina belongs to me. The friendship I give to you.
When you mix those up, you dehumanize me. You tell me that the part of me worth giving is the section of flesh; and the part that’s just an empty box is the chunk of my soul. You value my worth only if I value my body as something which belongs to others. My body never has. My body never will.
I permit you access to the vagina which is mine. I give you my friendship.
Mix em up, and you don’t ever get either.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5zmakroIA1qjjeqso1_r1_500.png)
[image description: this image from “Laws of Modern Man” originally read “Saying “let’s just be friends” sounds a lot like “I got this present for you, but I gave it to someone more interesting. Here, you can still have the box it came in. It’s a really awesome box.”” - it now reads “Saying “let’s just be friends” sounds a lot like “I like you in a platonic sense but I’m not interested in a romantic relationship with you right now.”“]
Just to be open and up-front about where I’m coming from: I am a practicing Roman Catholic. I am a virgin. I am not going to have sex before marriage.
And let me say this loud and clear:
MY VAGINA IS NOT A GIFT.
MY VAGINA IS NOT A GIFT.
MY VAGINA IS NOT A GIFT.
My vagina is MINE. It’s MINE. It BELONGS TO ME.
I don’t give it to ANYONE. IT STAYS MINE.
Even when I’m using it to have sex with someone else, IT’S STILL MINE. I’M doing what I want with it.
No one would ever assume that if I were having sex with my husband, I was receiving the gift of his penis. Penises get to belong to their owners. Penis-owners give pleasure to to their partners, but their penis is theirs, to use as they wish.
AND IN THE SAME WAY, MY VAGINA IS MINE. It’s not a present you get for being nice to me. It’s not even a present you get to open once you’ve married it. It’s my sexual organ. It’s a crucial part of who I am. It will be something I will use regularly as part of my marriage. It will be the way through which some of my children come into the world.
AND IT WILL ALWAYS BE MINE. I may share it with you, if you’re lucky. But you don’t get to claim it as a thing of your own, as personal territory.
My friendship, on the other hand, is a gift. It’s a sign from me that I think you’re a good person, a person worth knowing. I give it to you in the hopes that you will give your friendship back to me, and that this mutual self-giving will make us both happier, better, stronger.
The vagina belongs to me. The friendship I give to you.
When you mix those up, you dehumanize me. You tell me that the part of me worth giving is the section of flesh; and the part that’s just an empty box is the chunk of my soul. You value my worth only if I value my body as something which belongs to others. My body never has. My body never will.
I permit you access to the vagina which is mine. I give you my friendship.
Mix em up, and you don’t ever get either.
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