Edit: I WAS CURED AFTER 22 YEARS! I had a vestibulectomy Dec. 2016. The recovery was easier for me than having sex ever was. It took about 5 weeks. I have included my recovery photos. Look for the blogpost "I'm Cured!" and "My Vestibulectomy".

I’m a great woman with a pissed-off vulva. I have “primary vestibulitis." Most people are uncomfortable discussing their genital pain in public. My hope is that my obsession to find help for myself will make your experience shorter, easier, and less painful. P.S. Recently "vestibulitis" has been renamed to "vestibulodynia."

Does my Vulva Have a Name?

Not really.  In "The Vagina Monologues" by Eve Ensler, a play about...well...vaginas, one woman refers to her vulva as "Itsy-Bitsy" at first before she comes up with her vulva's real name: vulva. I use the very same name of vulva (quelle suprise), but I mentally capitalize it to Vulva.  I guess I feel like my vulva is both part of me, but also has a separate identity. There is a willfulness and sense of self-determination about my vulva that creates a personality. After all, I can coddle and pamper my vulva, but cannot directly control its mood and behavior. So, in my private thoughts, it's Vulva, and not vulva. But I promise not to capitalize it again in my blog - or "our blog"; as the title of my blog suggests "we" are a we.

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