My story is as follows- I met a man who is four years younger than I am, me 25 and him 21. I told him three weeks into dating and he had a tough time at first but was very supportive.We talked very openly and it was the first time I was able to talk about it. After telling him I realzied that if he didnt judge he, no one I told would.
My boyfriend made an appointment with his doctor for us and we went.There are some conversations that change your life.If a doctor has ever diagnosed you with genital herpes, you may remember that discussion as one of them.His illustrations about his pain, isolation, feeling like a walking disease - all of it - shocked me. It was so validating to have someone articulate how shameful and sad this journey has been, how it's hard not to give up and decide, "I am a disease." He got it. I was going to bring this up in a "This probably will make you want to stop dating me, but here goes" kind of way. I want to talk to you about why I haven't dated anyone in the past four years." I talked about how much I liked the vibe between us, how I felt it growing.I began to see the world differently after this book. I emailed the guy a few times, telling him what his graphic novel did for me and my heart, my perspective. Great physical chemistry, fun common interests, and we have argued with each other with kindness, so all the right signs. How I wanted us to grow closer, but needed to share this. While I had originally thought of using all kinds of euphemisms during the conversation like, "I get cold sores below the belt" or "I have the HSV virus," I made myself say the words, "I have herpes." I won't lie: it was horrible to say that out loud. I explained that if this was a deal-breaker, I would understand. I tried to be non-judgmental and said, that even if we stopped dating, I enjoyed our time together and I thought he was cool.