Looks like I'm following behind Rican today (story of my life... but another story all the same).
Anyway...
But I never, ever have sex with someone who shares an emotional bond with me. Sex seems dirty and shameful, something to do in secret, with strangers who know nothing more than my first name.
I know the exact feeling. I'm celibate now, but for years it was the same thing... except most times it was with strangers who knew nothing more than my FAKE name! LOL!
But seriously, I was in a relationship for four months two years ago, and he wanted to have sex, but I just couldn't. I mean, I liked him. I liked being close to him, and cuddling with him, kissing him, sleeping in the same bed with him having his arms around me, and even daring attempts at PDA... but SEX was something I never wanted to do with him. And it's still something I don't see myself wanting to do with whoever I might have a real relationship with in the future.
I see it as being because so many times in my past, I've fallen in love or had crushes on people and those feelings were never returned in the same manner -- if at all. So I never got to express my sexuality with people I cared about. I only expressed it with people I didn't care about and just shared the common bond of physical lust in those said dirty, shameful, secret places and ways. So my perception of sex has been drastically altered to the point where I feel I can't have sex with someone I care about because it will seem like I'm bringing the shame, filth and guilt into the relationship and tainting it as well as myself.
It's almost like we've been raped, but we're the ones who raped ourselves.
Will I get over it? I don't know. I know that my sexual attraction is still alive and kicking, and when I was with my ex-boyfriend, everything was at full attention and the hormones were racing. It's just when it got to that critical point, I shut it down.
My spirituality has gotten deeper over the years, so that also affects me.
But to each his own journey. That's just my story.