Ummmmm... I'm pretty sure that my vagina is gone.What I mean is, I'm pretty sure that it is still attached to that god awful strip of linen that that horrible, horrible little woman just ripped from between my legs.
I think I'm going to cry.
Scratch that, I am crying.
I'm tearing, cowering in the corner of a room called "Begonia", listening to heavily Asian influenced classical music, holding my crotch in utter pain and amazement, trying to remember what it was that I said that made her want to hurt me in this way.
Who does this? Who wants this!?
This is crazy. This is BARE. I feel pubescent, maybe even pre. And I'm not sure how comfortable I am with that.
I don't know if I'm more angry at society for making me feel the pressure of having to compete in this way, or myself for falling for it. All I know is that this is the silliest, most stupid thing I've ever done.... and I will most likely come back in a couple weeks for "maintenance" like she told me too.
There so better be a difference.
You'll have to keep us posted if it's worth it. I've never been able to brave the pain of it, despite all my big-talk :(
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Ugh.... Sorry to hear about your bad experience.... I've never had the courage to go through with it, though I did try an at home kit once and would have rather plucked my eyeballs out with a spoon.....
ReplyDeleteWow! I have been thinking about getting it done. I even visited a website to make an appointment, but I chickened out. Way too scary for me...
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