Willow ,'Lies My Parents Told Me'
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I can't imagine a 13 capable of making an intelligent decision about sex
Neither can I. Which is a great deal of the problem. And I read all this HP stuff of them finding their true loves in school, and all I can think is "They're too young! In five years they'll despise each other!" Though threats of war do pretty much throw reasonability out the window.
I read all this HP stuff of them finding their true loves in school, and all I can think is "They're too young! In five years they'll despise each other!"
True. But so often teens, because they have never been in love before, can't imagine that they could ever feel that way again.
I do know two couples who first got together in HS & were still happily married in their 30s. I would hate to think of either couple ever breaking up.
I have a branch of the family where all 4 girls lost their virginity at 13. There's a surprising range of reaction there.
Yeah, my older sister married her high school sweetheart and are apparently still going strong. (I seem to be persona non grata with that sector of the family, so I may not be on the updates list.)
Two of my cousins are married to their high schools girlfriends. Both relationships have been different but both couples seem to be very happy.
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My parents started dating in high school, and today is their 50th anniversary!
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But they were, like, 16 or 17. 13 is an entirely different story.
13 is an entirely different story.
Which is absolutely true. But when you're 13 you aren't thinking about 20 years down the road, and if it feels like a grand passion, then fair enough. I mean, wrod, I think 13 is ickle and way too young to be having the sex, but I also think that to some extent this is culturally determined & environmental. But that might just be because of Romeo and Juliet.
I don't deny that the feelings are strong and real, it's just that I, as the reader, look on the romances as sweet, innocent, and generally doomed by the growing-up yet to be done.
When I was fourteen I very very briefly dated a boy who was nearly 16 and he was defintly wanting to have sex. I wasn't. But more than that I remember being freaked out because he was talking about being together forever and stuff like that and I can remember thinking "I'm 14!!! I want to date other guys!!!"
Lord, when I was 14 I was a clueless lump and the very idea of dating was somewhere on the comprehension level of algebra.