In my case, I believe it was a combination of all those things.
I wasn’t fully comfortable.
I wasn’t properly aroused.
I was anxious, nervous, and too caught up in my own thoughts.
My body reacted to that.
And the result was an experience that left both physical and emotional impact.
After that, I made a decision.
For an entire year, I didn’t have sex with anyone.
I needed time—not just for my body to heal, but for my mind to process everything. I needed distance from that experience, and from the person involved. I needed to rebuild my sense of comfort and understanding before I could even consider trying again.
That time was important.
It allowed me to reflect.
To learn.
To reconnect with myself.
To understand not just what had happened—but why it had affected me the way it did.
Healing isn’t just physical.
