I’m 27, and I don’t really remember why I suddenly just started feeling weird about the way my vulva looked. But I remember the exact moment — when my boyfriend at the moment asked me to join him in the bathtub. It meant I was going to be standing in front of him at first and then I needed to step over the side of the bathtub. Right in front of him as he’s sitting in it. I did it, and it went well, and he was nothing but great to my body. 7 years and several boyfriends after — none of them ever commenting on it — I’m still struggling to accept my vulva. I was insecure and weird about it, all by myself, all in my head, and I think I’m finally coming to loving it, and I mean LOVING. New Year, new life, new love. Thank you for what you are doing, there are no words to describe the healing effect it has.“

D. - 27 years old