Posted on: 2018-12-21 by Guest

I was going to a local school restaurant in a tiny Swiss village. I was standing near the pick up section when a weird, fat man approached me from the corner of the room. He had a very distinct American accent and spoke to me shortly before telling me to come with him. I then told him that I needed to go and hesitated to let me go. I walked a long distance up the mountain to a volleyball court, where I hid in between the bushes. He was walking near my sight and was searching through the bushes when the man saw my face. I was screaming and crying in fear, when I realized that a girl was standing there, trying to help. It took a minute to recognize that this person used to be the school prefect of my house that was always very nice to others. Her name was Rithy and we weren’t close friends but she used to help me with small situations such as homework. Flash forward a while and I was forced to see a gynecologist. I forgot who forced me to go, but I didn’t think that it was the one I knew. The day before I knew about this appointment, I watched a video of what to expect at a gynecologist. The words of the gynecologist “A lot of people are nervous about this, but there’s nothing to be nervous about.” I said, “I remember you from Aiglon. You were the person who helped me out with the situation. Thank you very much.” “So can we start the exam now?” Rithy asked me. “Ummm bro this is a bit awkward because you are my friend. Can I just have a bit of time to relax?” Rithy replied, “ Yeah okay sure. It’s just that we have a lot of patients and if you want me to examine you, you musg allow me to do this.” I eventually agreed to place the gown on and during that time, I saw that my vagina had a little hair and found a razor to shave myself. I also thought that I needed to wash my vagina just to make sure it was super fresh since I was finishing my period. I found a shower in the corner of the room and washed myself with a very fragrant shower gel sample. When she came back in, I put on the gown and placed my legs in the stirrups. Rithy and I were talking and I eventually admitted “Listen, I’ve been scared of these types of exams ever since I could remember. I was diagnosed with a spectrum disorder and I was almost assaulted, so I become extremely uncomfortable with these things. I would really like it if you understand me and allow me to adjust to you slowly. told me something that stuck with me: “ I know that this may be awkward because we knew each other but it’s ok, it’s perfectly natural for people to worry about having a stranger examine you, let alone someone who you went to school with. I’m really proud of you and if you need to, you can hold me.”