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My journey with vaginismus started right around the time most people my age were exploring having sex. I was 16 and attempted intercourse with my boyfriend at the time. Right away something was wrong. I felt excruciating pain without it even going in. I knew it wasn’t normal but I was reassured next time it’ll …

After dating for 9 years, I finally married in November 2017, the happiest moment in my life. Became a King and Queen in a day. The night after the wedding reception was supposed to be the beginning of my sexual life, but instead was the moment I felt something was wrong with my body. But …

I’m a rather sensitive person that soaks up information like a sponge, being influenced (and confused) by different attitudes and opinions. I often do not trust my own judgment… Driven by the desire to fit in and to do everything right. That’s why all the books I read, all the stereotypical Hollywood movies I watched …

I was 20 years old when I lost my virginity. I believed in the notion that sex, at first for women, will be uncomfortable because our bodies have to get used to it. Plus, I’m Asian, so there is a misunderstanding that Asian women have tight vaginas so it might take a little bit longer …

Hi. I’m Lannee. And in August of this year, I had my heart broken.It is now November, and the pain has only gotten worse.  Mornings and evenings are very hard to get through. Usually evenings, but lately mornings have been extremely tough on me. Waking up is hard. Falling asleep is even harder.  I try to …

It’s been two years since the word, “vaginismus” was thrown at me. Two years of agony, two years of sadness, two years of depression, two years of self loathing, two years of physical pain, two years of self-neglect, two years of complete and utter loneliness.  I was in bed when it happened – I had …

The first time I’ve heard the word vaginismus I was 35 years old and I was not able to practice intercourse. By then, I was having a nice life in Barcelona, where I am from, living with my ex-boyfriend, enjoying my family and friends and with an exciting role in a womenswear fashion retail company. …

Trigger warning: this story is about abuse. One day, she got mad at him. My mother was mad at my stepfather.  I don’t know why.  Usually it was me everyone was mad at. I was seven years old, and everyone in the house knew what he did to me, and yet nobody every got mad …