A few months ago I asked my Instagram followers what I should write about next. Far and away the most popular answer was rejection.
Surely I’ve already written about rejection, I thought. It’s the biggest fear of a person with herpes, at least in the beginning: that we’ll be rejected by everyone we develop feelings for simply because we have an STI.
Aside from my favorite anecdote about getting rejected by someone because he’d just gotten over chlamydia, I’ve avoided talking about rejection. In a misguided effort to not freak people out about herpes, I skipped wholesale over the moments when herpes actually does suck. Instead I’ve focused on how to live with herpes well: how to disclose your status, why you should date people with herpes, why this common STI isn’t the end of your life.
But screw it. I’m dropping my friendly neighborhood face of herpes public relations patter. Let’s talk about it.
Rejection happens. Rejection fucking hurts.
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