Playing Doctor & Other Games
I was having dinner with two friends of mine recently and we got to talking about sex and how we came to experience our own sexuality as kids. There was something so lovely and innocent about some of the stories that they have now ingrained themselves into their very own corner of my mind.
It’s not a secret that kids play doctor (or a version of said game) with each other. Most people have a story or two about some sort of sexualized game they used to play with their neighbors or cousins. I’ll show you mine if you show me yours is probably among the top first sexual encounters we’ve all experienced.
I know I used to play grown up with a couple of the neighborhood kids, a game that wavered on the line between pretend and reality. Clearly, a lot of these experiences count as our first sexual experiences, but when we grow up and we reach the age where we are expected to enter these sexualized roles and stop pretending, all of a sudden those expectations put us under a lot of pressure and we suddenly forget that we’ve already experienced a hell of a whole lot.
When I talk about the first time I kissed someone, I don’t tell the story about me and my cousin hiding in a closet when we were five years old and pretending to be a married couple, no, I tell the story about when I was 12 years old and I went on my first official date. Isn’t that strange, to have such a dichotomy in your own mind? The thing I find so lovely about those experiences as a kid is that they’re not tainted with the expectations, pressures and negative stereotypes of being a sexually active adult, and they seem to transcend the idea of gender and sexual orientation resulting in something quite beautiful, no?