I need the universe to just lay the fuck off of me. I got dumped yesterday. (Or I dumped myself, not sure about which).
Today I went on a third date. I'm actually on the third date. I'm trying not to break down. Third date is aware of my HSV status. He informed me (over dinner no less) that he's uncomfortable with my STI status, but we can be friends.
This is a perfectly reasonable opinion, but I wish I hadn't bothered to go on the date. I wish I could go home.
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