Everyone with more than 1 sexual partner has regrets (bad match, poor decision, etc) and even the people who only have had 1 sexual partner have regrets (wishing that they explored more, found better, etc).
So there is no winning, only acceptance of who you are, what you choose to do and the refusal to let others to fit us into neat little boxes.
I have way more than one sexual partner and I don't have any regrets, not of the choice of partners or the sex. My regrets are from relationships that didn't pan out.
Hi, I've only had one sexual partner. Very much regretted it after she decided she was too horny to care about consent one night. Wish that wasn't my only sexual experience, but it is what it is.
this is kind of funny but I spent decades building up my 'spank bank' of delightful sexual encounters and then i transitioned and now 99% of it is worthless 😂😭
In my youth I slept around a lot. Had some great experiences, and of course some not-so-great ones. Each of the latter, however, contributed toward improving the next batch as red flags and such got noted.
I'm not even slightly embarrassed at the quantity, however. That quantity is what led me, in the end, to finding a person I've spent twenty-odd years of my life with.
Regret that I spent most of my life unable or unwilling to make close connections with people, sexually or otherwise. Missed out on a lot before I sorted myself out.
I regret not ending some relationships sooner, but I don't regret the body count. I learned something about myself each time. I'm here now because of my choices before. And yeah maybe I didn't make the best choices when I was younger, but that's just a universal truth.
We more regret that there was a lot of nonconsensual stuff happening and it was often in both directions, and also in ourselves (we haven't always treated ourselves consensually). We are a lot more careful whom we choose to do intimate things with nowadays and discuss everything first and stick to it and treat ourselves consensually too.
Fucked my way through Europe in my 20s. Quality: overwhelmingly bad. Regrets: none, how would I have found out otherwise?
It's not the destination, its the journey.