Hello. I’m a loyal reader/commenter who would like to remain anonymous. I’ve noticed a trend in recent guest posts, i.e. many people have submitted guest posts seeking advice. I’m hoping I can have the opportunity to get your advice, as I desparately need it.

I am a temple recommend holding, completely active, ultra-devout member of the Church. I’m a young single adult who is fresh out of college. I should be loving life, but I can’t stand to be around myself. Why, you ask? Because I feel dirty. I feel like a whore. A big whore.



Crass as this may sound, I don’t know how much longer I’ll be able to hold out. To be blunt, I want to have sex. Bad. Really, really, bad. I am so sexually frustrated that I could literally scream–and I almost did the other night when I was driving home from work.

I’ve tried to get to the root of the problem. I’ve done everything I could think of to do. I’ve read “The Miracle of Forgiveness.” I go to church, read the scriptures, pray, all those Sunday School answers. I serve in my calling. I try to cut myself off from “exciting” material. Heck, I hardly watch ANY TV, movies, or anything else, much less anything else. I work long hours, and at work we listen to Elevator Music, so there’s not much potential for excitement there, either.

It also doesn’t help that I’ve had zero opportunities for tension release. I haven’t even been kissed, nor have I really held hands/cuddled/had any other forms of appropriate physical contact. My dates are few, far between, and horribly disappointing. I’m deathly afraid that I’ll fall into a quickie marriage because I’m so out of control horny that a guy might ask me and I’d think “all right! Here’s someone I can do it with” and jump on the chance without thinking about whether or not he’d actually make a good eternal companion.

I don’t even know where to begin to get help.

There’s the classic suggestion of praying. God knows I’ve tried, and God especially knows I want to. But it’s difficult to say, “please God make me less horny so I don’t go out of control and defile one of your sons with my lust.” I have actually prayed that God would just let me get married so I could just relax. I know that’s not a sin to have a sex drive. I know that if I don’t act on it, I’m still obeying the law of chastity. I know there’s more to life than sex. But it’s hard to feel good/pure/clean when I just want to get it on ALL THE TIME.

I really truly don’t know what to do. There’s only two things I know for sure. One is that I need help. Advice. Suggestions. DESPARATELY.

The other thing that I know for sure is that it’s only going to get worse. A lot worse. More friends of mine are getting married, and therefore getting that which I so deeply crave. Added to the ranks of the engaged is my teenage sister. She’s only seventeen, but she’s getting married next summer. While the age factor is troubling, my parents are behind it 100% because my sister and her boyfriend have absolutely no qualms with saying–sometimes not so subtly–that they just plain can’t wait to do it. And it’s better to marry than to burn.

So now I’m faced with the ever-present knowledge that my youngest sister will (relatively) soon get what I want while I continue to be denied. And I’m going to have to hear, over and over again, about how the wedding CAN’T be postponed because if it is, they won’t be virgins when they tie the knot. And I have to watch them cuddle and touch while I can’t even get kissed.

I know it’s wrong to whine, but it all seems so unfair. I’ve always tried so damn hard to be good. It’s so completely unfair that I should be trapped in this most cruel of ironies: that it’s when I’m trying hardest to be a good girl that I feel so despicably bad.

HELP ME PLEASE!!!