I dunno if my experience will help.
I was raised in a Christian conservative family, with our religious mother and two sisters. Growing up, I was interested in sex and having a girlfriend, but believe it or not, when I finally got one, we stayed virgins (or at least, me) till we broke up 12 years later. This is because I believe in the sanctity of marriage (marriage first before sex), combined with my mother's words, my sisters (I don't want anyone to f*ck around with them then leave them later on, so I do likewise) and also my respect for my ex and her parents.
Whatever it was that led to our breakup is for another story.
Any case, moving on, I became a public school teacher. In my interactions with students, there came a time when I stood as an 'impromptu guidance counselor' coz our guidance is lazy and useless. Students would open up their troubles to me, that I got to learn lots of molestation and rape cases among my charges. It culminated to the point where I went against a co-teacher of mine coz he raped one of our students, and when he was exposed, threatened to kill me.
Lost job for years (higher-ups are angry at me, instead of the rapist), combined with the pandemic. When I finally got to return to my former work (public school teacher in a different city division), once again, I became a magnet for students opening up their problems...and it's same old things again.
Hence, I swore to myself to avoid stuff like those irl. I don't want someone's trust broken on me, and I also have respect for my duty as an educator.
It's not I completely lost the interest, but my traumas in dealing with those tragedies eventually stuck in my mind.