It doesn’t matter how or when or with whom. I am a strong believer of that. I believe that down to my core. But I do know who and when and how…..
3 years since the first incident of unprotected sex with the person who gave it to me. Literally the day my life changed, for more than one reason. I remember the date quite significantly. It affects me more than my diagnosis date. I’m coping better than last year. I’ve only been close to tears on a couple of occasions. I learnt today that if you’re 100% completely determined to get pissed and not think about what happened then your good friends will support you and stand by you whatever.
This time three years ago I was on cloud nine (see teenage dream), it was a mini heat wave then as well. I can’t really put into words the emotions I’m feeling about it all. I hope that someday in the future this day just passes me by without another thought. But for now I’m glad there is only an hour left of it. I can move on again just like I have every other day.
Time heals all………eventually.