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This happened when I was 15 and just becoming sexually active with my first girlfriend at the time.
Since we were both getting into it, every day where I had the house to my self which was a lot because I lived in 2 houses and whenever one parent was at work we would just go to the other one, we would do it as much as possible which lead to a lot of… garbage.
After we were done I would just throw them in the garbage in my bathroom which I shared with my younger sister. Now this is where the life scarring embarrassment came in.
I must have been doing that for about a month before my mom said she needed to talk to me. Apparently the smell from the condoms could be strongly noticed every time you walked by the bathroom and she had to throw the garbage out herself multiple times.
I myself did notice a smell but for some reason didn’t believe it was the condoms.
Apparently her and my sister were taking out the garbage and one of them even fell on the floor and my innocent sister asked if it was a ballon.
My own mother then told me how to tie them in a knot and wrap them in tissue. She was obviously chill af about it but nothing can compare to the horror of that conversation for me.
TLDR: my mother had to teach me how to throw out condoms because the smell was so bad she noticed
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