

My ex once told me that pussy hair is gross!!!
There was a time when I bent over backward to fit someone else’s idea of beauty. My ex once told me that my pussy hair was gross, and that comment stuck in my mind. After that, I made sure to shave every time we had sex, terrified of what he’d think if I missed a single spot. The stress was constant. If he noticed a missed hair, guilt would overwhelm me, making me feel like I’m a total failure.
Shaving became a ritual of anxiety—one that was as uncomfortable as it was painful. Often I would cut myself while shaving, leaving behind red lines that hurt. And that pain was a constant reminder of his disapproval. One day, I cut myself so badly that tears came to my eyes both the pain and the frustration. It was a painful reminder that I was doing this not for me, but to meet a standard that wasn’t mine. 🍷
That was my breaking point. I decided then and there that I wasn’t going to let someone else’s opinion control how I felt about my body. “Fuck it,” I thought, and began to embrace my natural self. It wasn’t easy at first, but over time, I felt a new kind of pride in every inch of me, including my body hair. It was liberating to accept myself without blaming or doubting my own body. ☕️
What matters most is embracing the parts of ourselves that make us feel at home in our bodies. The next time you catch yourself questioning if you should change to meet a standard, remember that your body is already a masterpiece, exactly as it is. To shave or not to shave – the only opinion that truly matters is your own. 💄🥀