I don’t know about you, but I started my sex education in 5th grade. Yes, 5th grade. It was the whole “Once a month, you bleed out of your girls parts” and “This is what happens to boys when they get ‘excited’” type stuff. We watched a woman give birth, vagina viewpoint and all, and gagged our hearts out. It single-handedly made me not want to get pregnant, f*** an epidural.
The whole point of Sex Education in junior high and high school was to scare the s*** out of you … and for a minute, it worked. But everything gets thrown out of the window when emotions get involved. Syphilis what?
I bring this up after a conversation I had with a best friend of mine. We both admitted to putting ourselves in the some really messed up situations as teenagers because of a boy. All of the fear that was instilled in us by our parents and the public school system went on hiatus. You didn’t realize the danger you just put yourself in until AFTER it’s over.
Sex education teaches you how to deal with these issues as teenagers as if that’s the worse time to get yourself caught up. They fail to realize something: Your consequences are greater when you mess up later. We’re not adding liquor, money, arrogance into the picture until later. That is why athletes seem to get themselves into trouble. They never had to factor in getting stuff thrown at them by people who seem to care, especially when their emotions are twisted.
That’s why, when you see a young dude get caught up in a situation, you feel some sort of pity for him. He wasn’t thinking with his head, he was thinking with his penis. And at 20, they are virtually the same thing. The opportunity to get into some drama is greater.
I’m not saying that people should get a pass for acting a damn fool, but when you’re taught fear and not responsibility, worse things can – and will – happen.
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