I found myself face to face with my sexual needs and subsequently unanswered questions while consuming sexually explicit content on television.

Secret lovers, kisses stolen in the dark of night, virginal fumbling in the backs of cars in hopefully empty parking lots – it's our unofficial induction into adulthood, and either you or someone you know has been through it.

It began to occur to me that despite my anti-depressants drastically improving my mood and alleviating my anxiety, they had taken a devastating toll on my relationship and sex life.

Tamil women are becoming more vocal about their sexual experiences, both in terms of pleasure and pain, and truthfully, I could not be prouder of this progression. However, with these more candid discussions, one can't help but start to reflect on personal sexual experiences and how they may 'measure up.' Of course, this is a toxic game to play, but inevitable, nonetheless.

The more the world seemed to be on fire, the closer my girlfriend wanted to be while it had the complete opposite effect on me. Sex never crossed my mind. It only came up when I thought about how I felt bad for her that I no longer wanted it.

Prioritizing penetration over everything else explicitly sidelines people who can’t, won’t, or don’t want to have anything to do with it.