This is so stupid!

I'm an adult. I've been sexually active for, what, 12 years? More? Hell. I was a peer sexuality counselor/educator in college

So why the hell is it that I can't manage to go into CVS and buy condoms without blushing bright red?

I bought them for my friends in high school when they were afraid to, or couldn't get to a store without their parents. I ever used money from a nun once (yes, I paid it back.) It didn't faze me in the least.

But for myself? Apparently *that's* too embarrassing.

Sheesh.

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Book club tonight made me cranky, for a whole bunch of reasons. There's that incredible feeling of complete disconnect again.