I grew up hating being judged by my age instead of who I was, what I knew and what I felt or knew myself to be ready to handle. I grew up with the belief that I owned my own body and that only I had the right to decide whom I chose to share it with. That my reasons matter more then social prejudices. I grew up knowing I was bisexual and that my life could end if the wrong people realized my gay side existed.
Some of the hateful judgemental things I heard about, saw or experienced back then influence my Research High Megan stories about sexual healing. Not sure if I'll finish them.