It was an innocent comment. He told me I should realise how much I meant to him because he was willing to sleep with me, even though I have Type 2 HSV (genital herpes). That’s how much he loved me. He referred to himself as “brave”.
It was an innocent comment. He meant well. But something inside of me snapped. If I hadn’t had enough issues with my vagina already (recurrent thrush, vulvodynia, bacterial vaginosis, an overgrowth of cells on my cervix, an embedded IUD), this really took the biscuit: my vagina was no longer just a problem for me but a problem for my sexual partner. In calling himself brave, he had demarcated my vagina as a hazard zone.