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I got my first kiss over with. It's done. It felt weird, we were just smushing our faces together- I didn't get how people did it for fun. I felt anxious for a good couple days after we kissed- I felt tainted and embarrassed, as if everyone knew how pitiful the situation was. I barely ate. I remember when I told them about it, my friends said they were proud of me, which I thought was a really weird reaction to it. Especially since I didn't feel proud, I felt ashamed.
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Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
A Stolen Kiss
I got my first kiss over with. It's done. It felt weird, we were just smushing our faces together- I didn't get how people did it for fun. I felt anxious for a good couple days after we kissed- I felt tainted and embarrassed, as if everyone knew how pitiful the situation was. I barely ate. I remember when I told them about it, my friends said they were proud of me, which I thought was a really weird reaction to it. Especially since I didn't feel proud, I felt ashamed.
A diary entry from my borderline-assault first kiss.
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Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 7:10 PM UTC
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