Young woman was hospitalized after being pe…See more

Then tears slipped down my face as my best friend and a nurse held my legs apart, while another nurse inserted gauze into my va gina to try and stop the bleeding.

Everyone always says you’ll remember the first time you have sex, but I’d thought it would be because of how awkward it would be. My first time featured a blood-stained bed, carpet, bathtub and three different hospital rooms.

So after my disastrous first time, I want to make sure others don’t have to go through the same thing – and that starts with this cautionary tale and a call for better
education for all. Read more below

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