For the longest time I thought my oversized clitoris was wrong, abnormal and gross. The only organ in my body whose sole purpose was sexual pleasure was the thing bringing me the most displeasure. When I was a preteen, part of me thought I might be intersex. All I saw was tiny, almost nonexistent and neatly tucked clits that looked nothing like mine. I spent most of my formative years avoiding sexual encounters because I was afraid guys would be disgusted by my clit. Outside of porn and very disappointing sex ed, nobody had taught me that vulvas come in all shapes, sizes, textures and hues.