When I was 19 or so, I was in bed, not shagging a bloke as it happened. My boyfriend at the time. Apparently there was some noise from our room. Another friend said "what's that?"
One of my other friends said "Oh I think it was 'another one bites the dust'."
Did I feel ashamed when I heard this story? No I laughed. The male friend who said it had always had a crush on me and yet while his comment was in part, intended to hurt, I knew where it came from (and it was actually bloody funny).
Nobody can make you feel ashamed. You bring it on yourself.
"Shame" originates from Old English scamu or sceomu (painful feeling of disgrace), stemming from Proto-Germanic skamō and likely the PIE root kem- (to cover, veil).
I like looking up the meaning and etymology of words. Because sometimes I think it gives us clues into psychology (and history). Shame is interesting. As the root of it is about covering or veiling, the solution is surely to make it uncovered and unveiled. Shame cannot survive being open and honest. So, much as I did when I was 19. You think I'm a slag? So be it, I'll laugh, shrug and carry on. Your opinion, not mine. I won't hide something just to make you feel more comfortable.
So my dear @coulditbeme2323 much as you want to shame people on this thread, you are failing to do so. The hang ups here are all in your head I'm afraid.