Hi there,
This is my first post on this forum, as I really feel like I need to get my feelings, emotions and general shock out there.
On Saturday night, I had oral sex with a guy who I considered (and still do) as a really genuine guy. He had not been the pushy 'alpha-male' that wanted a quickey or someone that just wanted to pull my knickers down. He had spent a while getting to know me and we clicked straight away. On the Saturday night, he still resisted intercourse, but we did partake in oral sex. Him on me, no vice versa.
Anyway, the next day at work I start walking about feeling all uncomfortable, thinking I'm having another episode of thrush (which can be so frustrating when you're on your feet all day). So, I went home, jumped in the bath to try and soothe the itch. It's not until I woke up the next morning to find some bumps and sores on my labia. What's the first thing I do? Google search and Google image. First thing that pops in my head is of course, Herpes. On Monday, I shoot down to the clinic and I get seen by one of nicest nurses I've ever met, she could see I was all shaken up and that I just needed to reassuring words that perhaps my symptoms were not leading to my worst nightmare.
Eventually she tells me that the bumps are 'normal' (WTF?!) and that I have bacterial vaginosis, so I should take the antibiotics prescribed. Think they're called Metro-something or other. Obviously you can imagine, I'm basically hopping and skipping out of there, thinking I've over-panicked as usual and everything is going to be okay.
Tuesday and Wednesday follow, and things just get worse. More sores appear, I can't resist the itch, some are scanning over, I've got unusual discharge, foul smell - THE LOT. On Tuesday I just lay in bed, couldn't bare to move or pee because it just resulted in an pathetic walk and cry out in pain. THIS WAS DEFINITELY NOT BV.
On Wednesday, I phoned up the clinic, told them about my symptoms and they told me to basically get my arse down to them ASAP. Which of course I did, and after having the sores swabbed, and having two other nurses check me out, it was very much agreed that I had my first ever outbreak of genital herpes.
I'm laying there, on show to this lady, with tears streaming down my face, with her trying to calm me down telling me it'll be okay. First thing I cried out was "so I basically have AIDS". I know it's drastic but in that moment, I just wanted to be anywhere else but in reality. She sat me down and we chatted over a box of tissues and tons of leaflets about the virus I know knew I most-probably had. As I walked down the road, I couldn't bring myself to ring up my mum (I'm 18, and I tell my mum everything so it was sort of a must). When I did, I expected her to shout and get angry but she was so supportive of me and told me she'd rush to the shops and buy me some Vaseline and run me a salt bath when I got home.
My journey home was the worst, and laying in bed the following morning writing this, doesn't feel any easier. I'm still in discomfort, still taking my antibiotics for BV, plus the anti-viral medication, plus ibruprofen... (Oh and my contraceptive pill) - I'm taking as many drugs as my nan!?!
I feel dirty, I feel shameful, and I feel like no one will ever love me for me again. I'm not a slut, I don't sleep around. I had one long term boyfriend for 2 and half years when I was quite young, and since then I've only slept with 2 others and the incident on Monday. I don't know if that sounds like a lot, but I know plenty my age that have done worse - so I keep asking myself... WHY ME?
I know this will change my life now, for better or for worse I don't know. Maybe it will help me to be more choosy with men, respect myself, and build confidence but for now I feel like crawling up in a ball and dying for a very long time (at least until this outbreak is over!)
So, I'm not sure why I posted. I don't think I have any particular questions but I just wanted to share my story in the hope that people will share theirs or convince me that I'm not a complete mess, because that's certainly how I feel. If anyone wants to ask me any questions then please feel free, I'm also very happy to hear other people's stories.
I just hope opening up about this, fairly anonymously, will help me come to terms with my recent news. Thank you.