I didn't’ think I would have needed to share my experience with it to make things change but here we are.
The slut-shaming and I, it is a relatively recent problem. Indeed I was lucky enough to be educated in a very open-minded home. A home, where when I was about 12 my father took us alone, my brother and I to tell us that if we were not straight we could talk to him about it and that he would continue to love us.
A home, where I was healthily introduced to alcohol. They let me taste alcohol every time I asked, wine, beer, strong alcohol… Of course, in very small doses when I was young. The older I got, the more I was allowed to drink bigger doses. I learned to drink with them and to know my limits.
A home, where I was explained sex, where I could watch series like Game of Thrones or Shameless, series where sex is not hidden, and not be embarrassed, and where there have never been judgments about women’s sex lives. My parents would never tell anything about women that dressed “sexy”, except the fact that they were pretty. In fact, they can’t care less about clothing.
In my early teens, I had a lot of trouble accepting my body, so from my earliest childhood until the middle of my middle-school years, I wore what was expected of me and more generally loose clothing to hide my body.
