So I will probably regret writing this later, but I’m on Flexeril so I’ll worry about that then.

As you may or may not know, for years, I didn’t have the best experiences in life when it comes to sex positivity, sex education, and sexual experiences. That I was sexually abused as a child, raped as an adult, part of a very conservative religion for most of my life, and forced to grow up in the “sex-is-bad-bigotry-is-good” state of Alabama probably all have contributed to my vaginismus. If you don’t know what that is, it basically means that my vagina closed up shop without letting me know and refuses to reopen for no goddamn reason. It can be painful, but it’s mostly embarrassing as fuck and emotionally devastating.

I can be super turned on, but if my vagina wants, it will close up like it’s Spirit Halloween on November 3rd. It practically disappears from the face of the earth. And by face of the earth, I mean my “down there” region. It’s so exhausting and it’s painful, and sometimes I feel like I’m failing at being a girlfriend and a human being.

There are treatments for it, including dilators and physical therapy. The problem is that dilators can take hours, which is kinda shitty when you really want to have sex right this minute. And the problem with physical therapy is that pelvic floor physical therapy can’t be done by just anyone and the people who do it won’t fucking schedule my appointment. My family doctor sent the first referral the week before Valentine’s Day. They sent another almost two weeks ago. Still nothing.

Mila Kunis saying “I’m sorry, what?”

What does a girl have to do to have a functional vagina so she can have a lot of sex with the love of her life? Also, so I can stop having the vagina spasms that hurt like a motherfucker. Mainly the sex though because priorities.

I know that I cry a lot at the beginning of my period, but I’ve started noticing that it’s happening a lot towards the end of my period as well. I also seem to get really insecure and depressed around then too.

I can’t exactly do anything about it besides chanting, “it’s hormones. It’ll go away soon.” But that doesn’t make the feelings really go away. And I can’t tell people that for x number of days during my period they can’t do things that send me spiraling because that’s super manipulative and not healthy at all.

I just have to make it a couple more days and I can be back to my normal weirdness.