BY JACKIE ANGEL I’ve never punched someone in the face, but there are definitely times I wish I could ignore the virtue of self-control and let a fist fly. A few months before my wedding, someone asked me (knowing that I was a 29-year old virgin by choice), “So, is your fiancé a virgin, too?” I replied, “Nope.” She responded,…
I’m 29 and a virgin. No, I don’t have some incurable alien disease that causes people to shutter at the sight of me. No, I don’t have the sex drive of a grandma (unless it’s my grandma who had 11 kids). And, no, I’m not Tim Tebow’s girlfriend. In my past I was a former model, volleyball player, and valedictorian…
I lost my virginity in college. It’s not a part of my journey that I’m bragging about or proud of—far from it. In fact, for a long time I kept this in the dark and it was a major source of personal shame and embarrassment. But it’s an essential element of my story from which I’ve personally experienced the mercy…
