My first foray into the world of antidepressants started when I confided to my GP that I couldn’t understand why I was ‘sad all the time’. I was promptly prescribed a round of Zoloft which has the very common side effect of preventing orgasm. You can get to the brink but never fall off the edge. This doesn’t sound like the worst thing until it happens. Every. Single. Time.
...now at 30 years old I can safely say pretending to be ‘normal’ has one big problem – there is no such thing. No such thing as identical bodies (let’s discount identical twins here, and I wonder if their vulvas are identical?), vaginas, and vulvas.
Somewhere in the midst of lady gardens and hoo-hoos, we’ve created confusion about the ins and outs of female genitals. If given a diagram of their anatomy, how many people could correctly label their labia, urethra, clitoris, and who would know their vagina from their vulva?