Picture a young girl of 11 or 12, making her way to the mall with her friends to try on makeup and perfume. Hey girls, let's get all dolled up before hitting the park! Fast forward to a week later, I've got a suspicious bump on the side of my mouth which resulted in a very stern lecture from my mother about kissing boys. "But Mom, I haven't done anything like that!" She inquired about me possibly sharing chapstick or a toothbrush with a friend. Finally narrowed it down to the free, and unfortunately, tainted lipstick at the mall.
I've been in 2 serious relationships since then, one resulting in a marriage and divorce. Both were aware of my cold sores, but never gave it much thought. We avoided sexual contact during an OB, therefore nothing was ever passed.
Fast forward to the present day, single and ready to enter the dating world with a bit more baggage than I intended to have. I'm currently dating a wonderful man, with whom I haven't been intimate with, but have held hands, hugged and pecked on the cheek. Everything's been going so wonderful, but I'm afraid that we're nearing the point of disclosure and I'm absolutely terrified to have this discussion with him.
When I met my first boyfriend, I was ignorant as to what disclosure meant. It was mentioned during our relationship, and it didn't bother him. With my second serious relationship, I received the official diagnosis halfway through. He was incredibly understanding and actually revealed that he too got them from time to time. We've both since wised up and discussed that it was far more serious than either of us originially thought and disclosure should be absolutely vital before getting physical with new partners. We still to this day remain the best of friends and a support system for each other.
I have questions, so many questions, and I'm not sure where to start. Which brings me here..