Number Three

Up until boy number three, Eric, I was doing surprisingly well with my recent diagnosis. I had read several blogs and forums that gave me a lot of hope that dating wouldn't be nearly as difficult as I thought it would be, and that guys would be much more understanding about my condition than I … Continue reading Number Three


Number Two

Morris was the first guy I agreed to go on a date with following my aforementioned vaginal apocalypse. So far as I could see from his profile on Bumble and our conversation via text, he had a sense of humor and didn't seem to mind my borderline inappropriate personality. So I agreed to go when … Continue reading Number Two