Stop Trying.

That's the answer. I've got to stop trying so hard. I can't do anything about what's already happened. I can't change anything that I've already said or done. So there isn't any point in worrying about it or trying to undo any "damage" I may have caused. Yes, I can be sorry that I've said and done some things, and I can choose to learn from my experiences rather than repeat them. But I cannot take them back, and if I make a negative choice to dwell on my mistakes, then I'll never be able to see my successes and I'll never be able to move on.
It's really strange to think about something you ended up doing that you never thought you would do. At least, to me it is. I can hardly believe that I've been some of the places I've been, done some of the things that I've done. (Figurative places, not literal ones.) I've made myself sick on occasion. And yet, I don't regret those situations. I've learned from all of them. I've learned about myself and how I react to certain things and what I can struggle with. I've learned about others and how what I do can have an effect on those around me, good or bad.
To be honest, I've learned that I truly enjoy being seductive. It makes me feel good about myself and it gives me a sense of power to know that with one carefully calculated outfit, one sweetly sexy glance, I can draw a man in. I can make him want what he can't have. And realizing that horrifies me. I am a Christian, a woman striving to love others and to love God. When I seduce somone, I am NOT loving him. I am making it very easy for him to fall into lust, and I know that God will hold me accountable for that. I can seduce my husband when I get married, but until then, I am very much responsible to my brothers in Christ to help them keep their minds and hearts pure. So maybe I don't need to stop trying. Perhaps I should START.