Freedom.
Itâs weird, when I first got diagnosed I swore my life was over. Who would want me now. And trust me itâs been a lot of rejection but now going into my third year with herpes. It feels almost a lifetime away when I got my diagnosis and felt hopeless.
I guess what I am really saying is to all out there with recent diagnoses, life gets better. I know it sounds cliche and like something in the doctors office brochures about stds. But it really does. My herpes has weeded some bad men from my life and brought the best of companions I could ever ask for. It brought us closer than ever. Sorry to digress so long, but yea. Initial diagnosis sucks. Disclosing sucks. Outbreaks suck! But life doesnât. I can best describe herpes outbreak as the fricking annoying sore throat when you have it, it feels like the worst thing ever in the world, but in less than a weeks time that shit is gone and we are back to life as normal.
Trust me the frequency of outbreaks have reduced so much I donât even remember sometimes.
I said all this to say. Itâs not the end of the world. Itâs the beginning of freedom. Freedom to accept and love yourself more than anyone ever. Freedom to speak your truth to who deserve it. And freedom to live your truth with ppl who love you through it all.














