You know, I was like you. Ignorant to what I saw. I saw it a single scab at that and I asked what it was he told me it was from masterbating. He was my bf, why would he lie. Turns out he was never diagnosed until I confronted him in tears. So your not alone. Yes like you I constantly think of that day. I have no regret from it, because I don't want to carry that burden of what I should have done. Its done. It hurts at times, but it's here to stay. I Im not done reading yet but I wanted youto know that you aren't alone.
(Hugs)