On Making Out

We had the chastity lesson in church today. You know the one I mean. The bishop came in to relief society and told us how important virtue is which lead to a talk about pornography which lead to what is and is not ok when getting physical with the opposite sex. Well, here is my decision (based on a little bit of paying attention and a lot of thinking and pondering). I'm done. I'm done with this whole wanting to make out thing. Maybe if you're reading this blog you are shocked that I said right there and outright that I have been wanting to make out, but there it is and hopefully you won't judge me. And I know a few of my close friends are going to think this is ridiculous and that I'm just having a crazy moment, but I'm done. I'm not hunting for a NCMO (not that I necessarily was) and I'm just done in general. There is nothing romantic about making out, really. I really like the idea of romance. Do you know how much more attractive it is (to me) to hold hand rather than make out. This physical mess is ridiculous, and I'm done. So, even if I start dating someone, I'm hoping I can stay with this. Physicality (is that a word? if it is, there is no way it is spelled right) is not a healthy basis or focus for a relationship so I'm deciding to be done with it. We'll see how it goes.




Also, Happy Easter.