If somebody had told me six years ago that I’d spend most of my waking hours thinking about my vagina, I’d have laughed them out of the room.
But the constant, biting pain I feel down there not only rules my life, but my family’s too. It’s only with the support of my husband David, 43, that I’m still alive today.
In March 2019, after spending almost three years in agonising pain following my daughter Selina’s birth, I decided to take my own life. When I was saved, I was furious. I had been so set on dying and ending the torture I’d been living with.
