I know I've already posted today, but I wanted to tell you all about something that happened to me last night.
Now some of you may remember those commercials for the Herpes drugs that tell you Herpes is incurable and thus these drugs are "about suppressing it." Well last night I was talking to a gentleman and we were webcamming through yahoo. Nothing naughty or fancy, we were just chatting and watching the basketball game. He was adorable. Definitely my type and I can't explain to you the perfect that was his body.
When the Mavericks won, he lost a bet and had to strip. In doing so, I saw that his perfection did not end with a brilliantly chiseled torso. I was pleased. We chuckled with each other a bit more and as it was getting late, we decided we were going to exchange numbers and possibly hang out this week (because I wouldn't let him come over last night).
As we were about to exchange numbers he drops this bomb. "In the interest of full disclosure, I have genital herpes. It's up to you if you want to pursue this."
Well folks, I put my phone away and responded the only way I knew how. "I appreciate your honesty, but I just can't take the risk of catching something incurable."
Both of our faces had completely changed in expression and the conversation was no longer lighthearted and happy anymore.
It's sad because he was a cool guy and I would definitely want to be friends with him, but we moved quickly out of friend-zone very early, and then moved into hell no-zone even quicker.
I feel bad for kind of shutting him down like that, but seriously? I'm not going to be "suppressing it" my whole life if I have the choice. I don't know how he got it, and I don't think I want to know. It's a shame that a beautiful specimen of a man has to be tainted like that.
Oh well. On to the next.
Here's the brief update on Delta by the way. He tried to tell me that I don't believe in second chances because I haven't given him any. My response to this was "Are you fucking nuts? I've given you a billion chances and you're just too blind to see that." - or something to that effect. He thinks I'm going to give him another chance one day.
He also threw out some other gems like "Why cant u just be with me" and "Can i see ur belly"
Now this belly comment probably needs a little justifying as to why it's so fucking ludicrous that he would say that.
On February 3rd of this year, I had a lower body lift - to take care of excess skin after my weight loss from gastric bypass. Delta decided not to come see me after my surgery, even though he was the one person I invited over that weekend. That was the weekend I decided he didn't give two shits about me and said goodbye. Then of course I found out about his hidden child (which I just think is shameful. People who lie about having kids are basically denying the kids recognition and that's just sad), adding insult to injury.
Anyway, when he came to my house months later to pick up his hat - he asked if he could see what I look like now and I graciously opened my jacket. Now, it's like he's obsessed with seeing what my body looks like. He said he wanted to see it because he knows how much I hated my belly before.
Seriously? What makes him think that I am going to fucking show him ANY of me. What doesn't he get about "GOODBYE."
I don't care if he misses me. I missed him too for a while, but he'll get over it just like I have/will continue to.
The dumber he gets with his texts the easier it is not to miss him though.