Our virginity is somehow really powerful and precious. Like
@joeylittle mentioned, I adopted a more empowering concept of virginity, which was really helpful for me.
Someone having sex with me as a kid? It was easy for me to discount that - they couldn't take my virginity if I wasn't physically developed to have sex yet.
But then my first sexual experience as an adult was rape. That was harder, and for a long while, I was profoundly effected by the knowledge that I had my virginity "stolen" from me.
Eventually, I decided that rape and sexual intercourse were 2 very different things. Rape is someone on a power trip violating my body. Sexual intercourse is an experience where I am present, letting a person share my body.
Looking at it that way helped me a lot. People can violate a person's body in all sorts of different ways. Someone rubbing my arse when I don't want them too? They've just violated my body, but they certainly haven't taken my virginity by doing that. Being raped is a heinous extension of that. And so in my mind, being raped was not where I lost my virginity, it was an awful experience where someone violated my body. The arsehat that did it? He didn't get to claim my virginity, I never gave it to him.
If you were raped? That needs healing from. But no one needs to have taken your virginity if you decide that you never gave it away. It wasn't sex, it was a violation of your body. And as far as I'm concerned, you go right ahead and hold on to your virginity, and give it away to the person you decide to, when you decide you're ready to. Rape doesn't make us "impure". Fk that concept, virginity is bigger than violation, it's about sexual intimacy, you deciding to share your body.
They can take away our courage, and our self-esteem. But our virginity is ours to give away when we say so.