Since I was an adolescent I was comparing my vulva - the color, shape, size - with the ones of porn stars. I was ashamed, and I decided to never marry anyone because I was convinced they would be shocked by how I looked. And then I fell in love with someone, and I was worried about the day when we are going to *faire l'amour*. I talked with him about it and he was the most welcoming person. He made me feel comfortable and told me: "So what! It is your vulva, be proud of it." Having someone like him in my life makes me feel blessed everyday. I thank him for being the most humble person I ever met.

S. - 21 years old