What do you do when you've researched, fact checked, read reviews, and done your deciding, only to find out that your well researched choice was almost the worst possible choice? Well, for starters, you do everything you can not to die. Then you take all of that guilt and self loathing and you chuck it out the window because it is detrimental to your survival.
I’d estimate that I’m in pain about 80% of the time. I have hypermobile joints that often end up out of place, meaning that I spend the majority of my waking hours experiencing at least one nagging ache, if not multiple aches of varying severity. On my worst days, I struggle to walk normally, I can’t open bottles or undo buttons, and I cannot put the pain out of my mind. Except, well, with other pain. I’m a masochist, though…
Bodies are a peculiar thing. Sometimes we may want something from them so badly but they just will not co-operate. This is a fact that people with Vaginismus confront daily.
Sex and chronic illness are not completely incompatible, and your needs as an individual matter. What’s more, sometimes sex can cause a release of chemicals that decreases pain for a few hours afterwards. In short, effective sex is therapeutic, in more ways than one, so let’s look at how to make it a possibility.