@Tyedye99 I can relate to some of what you've said. I enjoyed casual sex at a young age--it was new and pleasurable and I was curious! Sometimes I get mad at myself for it now, because it was one of those casual encounters (all of which included condom use) that gave me herpes. I have to remind myself that I just didn't know condom use wouldn't completely prevent me from getting herpes. And I'm trying to accept that the only thing I can do about my past is to learn from it and move forward.
In one of Adrial's recent e-mails, his video talks about how our reactions and feelings are never really about herpes. It's just that herpes brings all of our shit to the surface. When I divorced two years ago from a highly critical man, and then a year later when I found out I have herpes, I subsequently realized I had been seeking a lot of validation from other people throughout my life. Nearly all of my self worth came from the attention I received from others. I'm now learning to love myself enough to put myself first, set boundaries, speak up for myself, and really believe I'm worthy of love in spite of my imperfections.
In fact, I once asked my therapist how to avoid getting involved with men like my ex in the future. She said, "Really notice how they react when they find out you're not perfect."
I can also relate to being surrrounded by people and still feeling lonely. Herpes can be so isolating! And so often we're not willing to really be with that loneliness and instead move immediately to another relationship. If there's one thing my marriage taught me, it's that being alone is far, far better than being with someone who doesn't truly love and accept me. I felt like shit about myself being married to him, and I am never going back to that place.
When I find myself wishing I had never gotten tested, I think of three things: 1) Having herpes makes me 5 times more likely to acquire HIV. That alone makes it worth knowing so I can protect myself. 2) I'm going to be able to weed out men who can't handle my imperfections pretty early. And 3) Without herpes, I would not be learning to really love myself. This makes me pretty excited for the next forty-something years off my life.