I just found out I have HSV1 and HSV2. HSV1 was through blood, the other was a blister that was cultured on a slide. I know I just got 2 from this person who used me on so many levels. I’m a single mom. I was alone for 3 years, and decided to try and put myself back out there. I tried a regular dating site and thought I met a great guy. The short version of this story is that I wasn’t the only one he was seeing from that site. I had unprotected sex with him and I thought I was pregnant. I felt cramping, headaches, heat flashes, and then the blister came out. This all happened like 4 days after sex with him. I thought I had an awful UTI because the burning was so bad. I went into an urgent care and they only tested me for pregnancy. Days later, another small cluster of blisters appeared. They hurt like hell. I followed up with my other doctor. She looked, did the slide and blood work and confirmed it is herpes. The phone call to him was awful. I called to tell him. Because I actually thought I was pregnant initially, he ran off, changed his phone number, and when I told him I would raise it by myself, he even threatened me with a lawyer. None of it made sense. I was hurt beyond belief. After telling him that I had it, he acted played like he didn’t know what it was and toward the end of the call, he finally came clean and said it was most likely that I did catch it from him. He confessed that he knew he was exposed for at least 15 years. I was ferious beyond belief because he gave me a virus that he knew he had. He is sleeping around with multiple women on dating web sites and I don’t think he’s telling any of them. I live on a small island by the way. He just moved out here. He bought a wedding business and is running around like he’s the bachelor. Now I feel like I’m always going to be alone. I was dating someone else and since I told him, he rejected me. He actually has a rare disease himself. He has someone called alph1 antitrypsyn disorder. It causes his lung to collapse and he can die from it. He is treating me like I need to be in a quarantine. Not disclosing this to someone is just wrong. I feel like part of me was taken. I don’t want to be alone. This all feels surreal.