Whoa. This was a big one for me to "get over". In fact I'm not sure I am entirely "over it" yet. Every now and then I have to clear my mind and remind myself that this is OK and I'm not going to burn in hell forever. Hubby and I had pretty much only been with each other since we were 15 and that was something special in my mind. I took the "forskaing all others till death do you part" line to heart as well. The thought of breaking that stretch and going against everything my parents and my church had drilled into me actually made my teeth hurt. What worked to set me at ease is to realize that I could look at sex as a purely physical act and reserve my heart and mind for hubby. Sex is sex, but love is love and not even a gaggle of nuns with rulers can convince me otherwise now.
