Worst Herpes Story Ever--Part 3

[abc123]

Part 1 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1983/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-1/p1

Part 2 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1986/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-2/p1

Part 3 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1988/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-3/p1

Part 4 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1996/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-4/p1

Part 5 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1997/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-5/p1

Part 6 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/2007/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-6/p1

 

David's email was very sweet. He had thought about me through the years, wanted to contact me, but couldn't. He married the wrong woman, blah, blah, blah. He was so sorry how things had ended between us. He was getting divorced. He wanted the chance to apologize to me after all these years. I was shocked. I hadn't thought about him in years. Whatever. I agreed to meet him on a Saturday night in late January 2012. I was hungover from the night before. As soon as I walked into the bar and saw the huge smile on his face, I smiled right back. I hadn't smiled in forever. He hugged me tight. He was so thrilled to see me. We talked and laughed and drank all night. We told our sad stories and what had gone wrong in our relationships. I could tell he still had deep feelings for me. It's like no time had passed and I was with my best friend again. It was nice to have a friend, someone to talk to. Those first 2 weeks were a blur. We talked and texted like best friends do. I looked forward to hearing from him and seeing him again. By now, he had 3 kids and was a single dad again with half custody. He quickly turned into the drinking buddy I needed. He held my hand and listened to me. He was there for me every time I was reduced to a puddle of tears over Mark and the death of my family member. He was so happy to have me back in his life, he did anything I wanted. He took me out, we went to dinner, we went shopping. He was the exact opposite of Mark in every way. It was like a breath of fresh air. About 3 weeks into our new friendship, he disclosed he had herpes. From a one night stand in between breakups before he finally married his wife. We talked about it over many drinks and I don't remember having a bad reaction to it. It was no big deal. He had been living with it for years. He only took his meds during an outbreak, which were only once or twice a year. No big deal. I was totally uneducated about it. I was ignorant. I was trying to drink myself to death and I just didn't care. I didn't care about anything. We hooked up and had sex occasionally during our drunken weekends. Most times we were careful, using condoms. A few times we were not careful. As long as there were no outbreaks, it was fine. I never worried about it. His ex wife even managed to stay uninflected for the first 6 years of their marriage. That's what he told me. Probably because she wanted to assure they would stay together forever, but that didn't happen for her. It was no big deal. This is when everything falls apart. The pain and misery I had known in the past was not even close to what was coming next.

 

Part 1 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1983/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-1/p1

Part 2 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1986/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-2/p1

Part 3 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1988/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-3/p1

Part 4 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1996/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-4/p1

Part 5 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/1997/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-5/p1

Part 6 - http://herpeslife.com/herpes-forum/discussion/2007/worst-herpes-story-ever-part-6/p1

[WCSDancer2010]

Waiting for Part 4 ;)

[Peachyogurtisawesome]

Oh abc big hugs and love to you. You are such a beautiful soul. Waitin on 4 over here too

[abc123]

Ok...my story is complete. I am struggling to even get over this enough to roll out of bed. I am totally isolated, but that is because I want it that way. It is getting harder avoiding my friends as they are always calling me to go out, I'm invited to a 100 holiday parties and they want to have fun. I'm too afraid I will start crying hysterically in front of them. I do not want to talk about this with anyone. I don't know what to do.