JasonD wrote:My daughter had better be at least 18 years old AND living on her own before she has sex with ANY horny S.O.B. or she'll feel the wrath of dad thrust upon her.
Jason, this really got me thinking long and hard. I know at the moment she's your precious baby girl, and the mere thought of any guy having sexual thoughts about her is revolting and you would rip him limb from limb. And I know that you don't want to deal with the idea that one day she's going to be a woman and will love another man who isn't you, and who will share something with him that she could never, and should never, share with you. It's a scary thought all good Daddies go through.
But the point is, one day she
is going to grow up, and she
is going to be interested in boys, and unfortunately you need to make up your mind long before it happens how you are going to handle it. She's going to decide when she is ready to become sexually active, not you. The choice you have is, is she going to do it by sneaking out of the house and lying to you about her boyfriends, or is she going to do it openly and honestly? Is she going to hide the hurt and the mistakes she is going to make, because she's afraid of how you'll react to her being sexually active, or is she going to be secure enough in your trust and love that she will come to her Daddy for help and guidance? Which is more important - you avoiding emotional upset at having to deal with your baby being a grown up, or her wellbeing and safety once she becomes a very inexperienced one?
I hope you don't see this as a low blow, because it isn't meant that way; you've said before you have a very bad relationship with your father. How different would your life have been if at 16 or 17, or however old you were when you figured out you weren't straight, you had been able to go to your father and tell him, and instead of being outraged and taking his hurt as a father out on you, he had been able to say 'well, it's not what I want, and I can't say I'm not upset, and I don't approve, but it's your choice. I guess we better get you some condoms and have a talk about being safe.' What if instead of yelling that you can't be gay and still be his son, if instead of telling you
not under my roof he had been someone you could go to when you needed to talk? If he had been able to discuss the emotional side of sex, if he had been able to educate you that some people use sex because they want something else - affection, friendship, control, money, status - and that you need to be aware of these things?
I guess what I'm saying is, you get to do better with your daughter than your Dad did with you.
Why treat life as a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving in an attractive & well-preserved body? Get there by skidding in sideways, a glass of wine in one hand, chocolate in the other, body totally worn out, screaming WOOHOO! What a ride!