Oh how I cherish Life’s Irony
Posted on Friday, July 17th, 2009 at 1:11 PM
Our discussions are so heavy on PUP I thought I’d share some lighter fare associated with a girl I took to Jamaica after knowing her for only two weeks.
We share a strong mutual attraction, but decided to wait before having sex. Wheew! I can relax about having “the talk” during our vacation.
Day one was filled with rum punch, long talks and nude walks on the beach. That night our passion tested us, but success! we made it to the morning without doing it.
On day two experiences as routine as a conversation over breakfast revealed connections with the excitement of finally using those discarded puzzle pieces from previous relationships. The sun went down on day two, but we brought its heat to the bedroom. OMG! She cradled my face with her hands and said “I’m ready”, but I refused. Again success! we are 2 for 2.
The next morning we awoke looking silently into each others eyes and my inner voice kept urging me relentlessly. Tell her, tell her, now is the time, tell her! I succumbed and at the risk of ruining a beautiful moment (not to mention a $3K vacation) I committed.
“There’s something very important that only three people know about me and we have to talk about it before we have sex”.
“I have to go to the bathroom”, she said immediately. She returned and laid next to me. ?Did I miss the toilet flushing?
Her face was strangely relaxed. Still nervous I blurted, “I have Herpes“.
“Me too”.
Stunned I said, “I have to go to the bathroom”. I stared in the mirror at myself, grabbed my toothbrush and brushed my teeth talking to myself out loud in disbelief. “I memorized my facts and figures, and rehearsed my story so what the hell kinda answer is that!” Then I realized that my inner voice was forcing us to reveal yet another connection. Two more pieces fall together.
Fear hit me and I freaked out.
I wasn’t ready for a serious relationship. I opened the bathroom door stating, “You’re early!”, like I could pop her back in the oven `til I was ready for her. “Honey, come and let’s finish our talk”, she said softly. Then she said something only us “PUPies” could understand, “I was hoping that you had Herpes“.
Oh how I cherish life’s irony.
Don’t leave your soulmate out there alone because you have Herpes that’s just fucked up. Happy searching yall. -Anonymous
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i wish it was that easy to tell someone.
@hayley: But it wasn’t easy for him. At all. It sounds very difficult and vulnerable. What you are saying is that you wish all responses were that accepting (which of course would make the telling all that easier). At our deepest core we are afraid of being rejected. But we cannot be if we accept ourselves. And if we haven’t accepted ourselves, no acceptance from another person will truly reach us. Telling is non-negotiable.
and hey, I have done it and it does get easier.