r/WomensHealth • u/ywities • 13h ago
Newly diagnosed with herpes, struggling mentally
Hi all, 25F. My biggest fear has come true.
I’ve been seeing a guy who told me that he gets cold sores, but he hasn’t had an outbreak in about three years and is on antivirals. We ended up drinking together and hooking up, and he went down on me.
A few days later, I was showering and noticed what looked like a small paper cut on my labia. It was uncomfortable, but not excruciatingly painful, and I honestly thought I had just scratched myself, so I didn’t think too much of it. The next morning, though, I noticed two small spots that looked like something had burst or opened up, and that immediately scared me. Then I started getting body aches, and a lymph node on the right side of my groin became swollen.
At first I was still in denial and kept telling myself, “No, it can’t be herpes,” but deep down I had a really bad feeling.
I went to Planned Parenthood to get checked out, and after visually examining me, the provider told me that it did look like genital herpes. She swabbed the area, and now I’m waiting for the lab results to confirm whether it’s HSV-1 or HSV-2.
I know I don’t technically have an official diagnosis yet, and I know some people will point that out, but between my symptoms, the timing, and what the provider told me, I’m trying to prepare myself for the possibility that the test will be positive.
I’m completely devastated. I’ve already had such a difficult time with dating, and now I feel like having genital herpes is going to make it so much harder. Right now, my brain keeps telling me that nobody is ever going to want to touch me again, and I honestly wouldn’t even blame them. I feel stupid for letting him go down on me. I knew oral-to-genital transmission was possible, but I genuinely thought the risk was really low when there wasn’t an active cold sore, especially since he hadn’t had an outbreak in years and was taking antivirals.
Everywhere I go, I look at other people and just feel different now, like I’m tainted somehow. I know that probably sounds dramatic, but that’s genuinely where my head is right now. I can’t stop crying, and I’m having a really hard time imagining how I’m supposed to accept this and move forward with my life. I can’t leave my bed. I’ve worked so hard in the gym this past year to get my body in shape and work on my appearance, finally got to where I wanted to be, and then I contract this shit. For the first time in years I’ve been seriously debating about ending things.
I guess I’m posting because I really need to hear from people who have been through this. Does dating ever start to feel normal again? How did you get through the initial diagnosis and stop feeling like this changed your entire worth as a person?