In the almost 4 years I have known I've had herpes, I like to joke to people that I have bad luck. "...no, really," I always say, because it's not generally known that I have it, but it's like my own private joke (heh, heh?). It's not something I would like people to know about me unless I tell them first, if only because I would hate to be judged by people I don't even know, based on something I can't change.
It's definitely been really hard for me, coping with it. It has made me a stronger woman, overall, but it was a rollercoaster ride to get here, with more downs than ups. I contracted herpes when I was 19, from either my first or second boyfriend (both of them deny having had it, so I'll never know, ha). Now, almost 4 years later, after a string of rejection and failed relationships (some on my part, some on theirs), I have currently been single for almost a year and a half. I was all set on solitude for the rest of my life, jokingly saying that my cat is the only male I need in my life. It was only after reading your blogs did I realize I am actually severely depressed. When I thought I was being independent, I know now that I have just been afraid to open up again. And when I've been saying, "ah, screw relationships, they're just a waste of time and someone ALWAYS gets hurt", now I know I was just setting myself up for failure.
Your words have given me hope. I have always known the statistics of people with herpes since I contracted it (which, in theory, means that roughly 20% of the people I know have it also...), but somehow I still considered myself alone in this situation. I never thought about looking for support. When I read the blogs I was crying; crying with hope, crying with shame for ever FEELING ashamed, crying with a renewed purpose for life again. I know that my heart won't unfreeze instantly, but I think I'm ready to start feeling again.
So I really just wanted to say thank you, and I don't think I've ever meant those words more.