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Okay, because I have a history of eating disorders, and I do have to be cautious of medication that could make me gain weight. Sounds stupid, I know, but it's a major trigger for me. I deal with one demon, and then I have to deal with the other.

Question: Any weight side effects with those?

What about swimming and going to the beach? I absolutely love doing those things. We are going to live in Florida for at least 6 years, and it breaks my heart to know my life will be an everlasting outbreak down there. Will valtrex help? Will my body get used to it eventually?

So one could say my life is a bit unconventional. My husband and I live in Florida, because he's military. I moved up North for school, because I have a full scholarship. This may simply be coincidence, but I feel like when I'm up in Florida I ALWAYS HAVE AN OUTBREAK. I literally had a 6 week outbreak in Florida, and another shorter one soon after recently. Up North, I feel like I never get outbreaks. Maybe 2 or 3 small ones a year, but it definitely isn't constant or a big deal. It's much cooler up here, and not nearly as humid. What do I do? I live in Florida, officially, and I love it there. I go home all the time, but I'm sick of being constantly in pain. My husband has herpes, but never has any issues. He might have a few outbreaks a year. Help please.

Is it normal for an outbreak to last more than 6 weeks? I've been having what I BELIEVE to be a very mild outbreak, but more like a raw area with a tiny bump. Has not healed for 6 weeks. I'm concerned. Please help. Thanks!

You know, I think that's pretty cruel. People hook up. It happens. You still need to be open.

Alright I will do that. :)

Part of me is sad for your friend. I understand his denial. That doesn't give him the right to play chances with other people's lives. I feel like when people cannot be honest to their partners about herpes, they are only giving into the stigma. Unfortunately, there are people who find it to be a deal breaker. I don't necessarily blame those people. They have the right to know about the virus, and also have the right to decide to stay or leave. It helps figure out who is right and wrong for you. By not disclosing the truth though, we are making the virus worse than it actually is.

Thank you so much for your advice :)

I'm sorry you have to face this as well. Its very difficult. I know my loved ones won't tell anyone. I still can't help to wonder what would happen in case of a falling out. I would think that a decent human being would not use something so personal and hurtful as a weapon, but sometimes I have to question the possibility, because in the moment anger, people aren't always decent human beings. I sometimes regret telling anyone, but if I keep it bundled, I get out of control with the constant depression. Its almost like, who cares if people know as long as I can spit it out and open up to those feelings. In general, I have always been happy, minus the period of time between 13-16 where I had Anorexia Nervosa. I get so down that sometimes I catch myself eating as few as 600-800 calories a day. That's a time I don't want to revisit. With teaching, I don't know if they could legally not hire me DUE to herpes, but I don't know how I would be viewed. I hear educated adults discuss how people can get Herpes by sitting on a toilet seat after someone, or sitting in a hot tub. Though that's not true, I'm afraid people will be afraid of me being around children.

So, I'm new to the forum, but recently I've been facing a lot of conflicting feelings. My husband, at the time fiancee, was diagnosed with HSV 2 last July. We'd been dating over a year at the time. I knew he hadn't cheated on me, and I knew I loved him. I was pretty educated on Herpes, and for me, it wasn't a deal breaker. I got tested of course. They did a blood test and everything came back normal. Negative. We weren't having sex at the time due to complications from my pituitary tumor and low sex drive. So I knew that from July to October I couldn't have contracted Herpes. We we're not having sex. Low and behold, I got a cut-like lesion right above my Vagina in October. I have had many ingrown hairs, but I knew this was different. I went to the same doctor, devastated, and confused. The test was negative to begin with. He ran another blood test, and it was still negative. He took a sample, and it came back positive. I felt like my life was over. I admire my husband. He owns it. He acts like it's no big thing, and I hope one day I can come to terms with it. I'm married, so dating isn't an issue. I just hate myself for letting this happen. I can accept others for their flaws, but I feel like people will not return the favor. I listen to people casually joke about it. It hurts. I feel gross. I feel like my life is practically over, and sometimes I just cry. I even get angry at my husband as my mind races through the what ifs. What if he knew he had it? That's my greatest fear. I even sometimes fear once I graduate college and become a teacher, no one will want to hire me. They'll find out somehow. 3 people in my life know. My husband, mom, and my best friend. I'm always afraid they'll accidentally or purposely mention it to others. Then what? Everyone will know. I'm constantly scared, and I've had 6 outbreaks already. They're usually minor, but it just reminds me how I am unlovable and cursed with this. I try to have hope, but I get so low. It effects my every day life. I don't know what to do anymore. Please help.