A friend of mine, we'll call him "Mr. Motional," had a very rough day today. He found out his girl friend may have Chlamydia. This is what he wrote.
I'm so upset. I hate how you've been with so many people. So many boys, underserving boys, have seen you... had you. I don't know if I can get over it. Everyday it bothers me that you would settle for a diseased loser just to satisfy a sexual wanting.
You're unmotivated and a lousy student. You're beautiful and reckless. Cute but incompetent. A heart warmer, and a heart breaker. I love you because you give whole-heartedly without reservation. But today, as I worry about losing my virginity to some venereal disease, I wonder how many else? Why?
You're slept with over 6 boys. Probably fondled close to 30 and you've kissed upwards of 80. Don't you have any self control? What can explain this blatant lack of discipline? Blame it on the environment. Blame it on the sorority. Blame it on any excuse, but in the end, this is your life and your decisions.
Its ok if you make lousy decisions. Its ok if you screw up and you're the only person hurt. Its ok if you spend your college years legs-wide, walking no where. But now, you've made a decision that effects more than 1 person, and it hurts. It hurts because it has diminished our partnership. I want to end our relationship, but I know that I can look past this blemish and keep loving you.