In my story, the date shown on the calendar pages reflected the reality that for a 10-year period, I could not experience the union of penis and vagina. Just imagine, not 10 days, not 10 months, but 10 years. Easy to say, just two syllables. For the last year, I had been in a psychology where all the hows, whys, and reasons had reached the ceiling. When this was combined with the pressure of not being able to share it with anyone, a burden too heavy to carry had accumulated on my shoulders. Postponing it was useless; the truth I had been deceiving myself about by postponing again and again and trying to ignore it was as clear as day. And one night, gathering all my courage, I said, Yes, vaji, I allowed you to steal so much of my time, but enough is enough now. It is time to face you, and I will say GOODBYE to you, and I decided to get help. I sat down at the PC and searched online for an answer to the question of who I could get help from, and bingo, Ender Bey... The thing on the website that caught my attention and drew me in like a magnet was the phenomenon of hypnosis. Yes, this is it, I said. If vaji was born from the subconscious, then it is also possible for it to die thanks to hypnosis, I thought. The next day, I called immediately and made an appointment directly. I did not even say, let me first get some preliminary information like how does this work. Then my appointment day came. I was under the influence of a strange feeling caused by being able to tell it to a second person. But the clear feeling, after meeting Ender Bey, talking to him, and after leaving his office, was completely this is it; as I listened inside myself, poof, it flew away. Ender Bey, I said. And also, besides the joy of sharing the problem that only my spouse and I and the walls had witnessed with a second person, after meeting Ender Bey, the feeling that I could trust him was added, and I relaxed a lot. I would be eagerly waiting for the next session... and I waited eagerly... If you ask what the next session was like, it was wonderful, amazing, an indescribable feeling that had to be lived. In the later sessions, in the same way, he kept leaving me in amazement and making me wish it would never end. Besides the sessions, it would also be unfair not to give credit to the homework. When Ender Bey gave me my homework, I would not be telling the truth if I said I was not a little uneasy; I was. But as someone who had decided to place farewell kisses on vaji, I did my homework, in fact all of my homework, with the thought, I will do it in a good student mode, what could happen? Seeing that I could do it was incredible. I felt that I was getting closer to the happy ending step by step. Believe me, it did not take long for what I felt to turn into reality about myself. I was now ready for the big meeting. Of course, so was my spouse. In the end, it happened and was over, mashallah; may it be the turn of all those with vaji, inshallah... These became the bundle of reactions I gave. Was it really this easy, I can’t believe it, really?, I got stuck on single words like these and could not form long sentences.
I had succeeded, I had gotten rid of the burden on my shoulders, I had named my existence, which was like an unnamed story, and of course its name was... Goodbye, vaji!
I succeeded, and you can do it too, as long as you want it. They say the one who truly wants to do something finds a way; the one who does not want it finds an excuse. What you need to do after reading these lines is to gather your courage, make your decision, and take action without wasting time...
Endless thanks to Dr. Ender Bey, who was instrumental in my saying goodbye to vaji and who supported me...
I am so glad you exist, doctor... May your eyes witness what passes through your heart...
Stay with love, goodbye...
