Having sex for the first time is always nerve-wrecking. As a young girl, I remember having high hopes for my first time, thinking it would be all fireworks. I also had my fears, of course. Visions of excruciating pain and pools of blood flashed in my mind. And what if he thinks I'm fat? Or have I shaved enough? The prospects of losing my virginity wasn't the most exciting time of my life. Throw vaginismus into the mix and you're in for one hell of a ride. No pun intended. Genitals and Starbucks Despite having it since I became sexually active at 17, I didn't know exactly what Vaginismus was until I started university at the age of 19. Nor had I heard of anyone else who had it. I thought I was alone with this silent torment that no one else understood. It was the Autumn of 2016, the first time I ever saw the leaves fall in Bristol and felt the fresh excitement and nervousness of living away from my mum. I was sat in Starbucks with my close friend, Al...