When was the last time you had sex? This morning, was it? Friday night? Perhaps a long and mournful two weeks? And what if the decision to forgo sex was entirely voluntary? And, more pertinently, welcome to my world: I'm a year-old man who has voluntarily decided to accept celibacy.
Life without sex – it's better than you think | Anonymous | Opinion | The Guardian
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Original post by Sean McDowell here. Used with permission. Sex is simply everywhere in our culture.
I am celibate. I am a single, heterosexual, early-middle-aged male. I have all the appendages that nature intended and, although modesty forbids that I class myself as good-looking, attractive women still make me interesting offers of intimate entanglements — and, yes, some of them are even sober at the time. Of course, being a Guardian reader also helps to make one irresistibly attractive to the opposite sex. So why am I celibate?