I guess for me it's been almost two years. I started seeing a friend and soon loved him with everything in me. I was falling far him even though it was supposed to be casual. I wasn't seeing anybody else but him... I loved him. For me it was a horrible agony after sex one night, I couldn't sleep or pee. He seemed concerned and unaware. A week later I went to the ER for a fever, I had to leave work I was feeling so bad. I remember seeing scratches appear a little while later... Then I heard a rumor. After being confronted he admitted it but said he didn't think it could be transmitted from what the Dr's told him, after all his ex hasn't gotten it. Lucky me right. Well two years later I've been diagnosed with depression and anxiety. I'm afraid to leave him because I was unable to stop loving him and I'm scared of having to tell this to another. I still get sad about it and I'm constantly stressed by work. My psych meds get me stable enough to combat the stress but that's it. I just try not to think about it, take happy pills, and continue to strangely love the person who did this to me because he makes me happy on most days. Thank you all for your stories. I'll have confidence to leave him soon and start my life over soon because of stories like these.
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