Throughout high school, I never had a girlfriend, or even asked anyone out. I had no friends either, so mom thought I had self-esteem issues and needed to see a therapist. She took me to see her friend Katy, who had just gotten her sociology degree from the local community college, and I guess this qualified her to help me. They had already decided that my problems stemmed from a negative self-image and that I was ashamed of my body. Mom told Katy about my small-penis problem, and they deduced this was the reason why I wasn't dating. So Katy devised an exercise which involved me standing naked in front of a mirror so I could accept my body and feel happy with it. As I stood there, mom and Katy said things like, "your body is perfect the way it is, such a wonderful gift from nature. Nothing is too big or too small, just the right size. You should be proud!" But all I saw in the mirror was a skinny pale kid with a tiny penis. Next, Katy took me to her computer where she showed me a picture gallery of men with inverted and micro-penises. She wanted to compare them with mine so I wouldn't seem so small. As we talked, mom came over and started looking at pics of normal-sized ones and showing them to Katy. They seemed to forget about me standing naked behind them as they laughed and compared the penises to their old boyfriends and ex-husbands. We didn't have a computer at home, so I had never seen another man's penis before. But in 5 minutes, I had seen about 50 of them, all much bigger and nicer than mine. As I watched them ob
jectifying those men, I understood how women feel about us, and ended up feeling much more ashamed of my body than before. Eventually I just put my clothes back on and waited in the car while they finished.