Edit: Oh geez. I guess I might’ve just gotten worked up on just the stigma. Hell, I wonder if I gave it to her now. I’ve slept around way more than her.
Edit 2: I cut out the whole long story because I’m a bit embarrassed to have overthought it so much and I guess it’s not really relevant. I’ll leave the post up so maybe other anxious people can see the responses.
The spark notes version is: I loved a girl and let her go and when she came back, she and I worried about her having herpes.
Oh that makes sense, I kinda remember hearing about that before. I didn’t ask which kind she had and I’m not sure if there’s a significant difference. I must’ve glossed over that stuff, since I was more focused on figuring out the risk. I just remember learning in school that it was a cause for concern and she’s very insecure about it and she takes daily antivirals. I figured if you need medicine, it must be bad. I guess it could just be good old abstinence fear mongering propaganda. I’ll have to read more thoroughly.
It can be bad for some people. They take antivirals. Those aren’t without their own risks.
Life is not without risks. You could leave this opportunity on the table because of the risk and catch it from a one night stand who didn’t even know they had it. What then?
I ultimately don’t think I would’ve left it on the table. For better or for worse, I’m pretty stubborn and reckless when strong emotions are involved. I was kinda hoping people would say it’s fine, which seems to essentially be the case.