How I Got Over My Vaginismus
At the young age of 17, I had sex for the first time. It wasn't glorious nor was it life changing, but it was fun and exciting—until my boyfriend couldn't get more than an inch inside of me. I was shocked at first, but then upset. I had been dreaming about this day since I was very young. While I did stop dreaming for awhile when I started hitting puberty, the dreams came back in full force by the time I was 13 and had my first boyfriend. Now with my second, I believed I was ready for sex and wanted to have a go. But it turned from a fun time to me crying over the fact that I couldn't please him or myself sexually. Although we didn't finish the act, the next day he was halfway inside of me and I counted that as my first time. I was still frustrated with myself though, and I tried fingering myself often to stretch myself out.