Louisa is HIV-positive. When she told a recent date, he spat on her. – Mamamia
“We chatted online for a week or so, and then decided to catch up at a park for a walk and coffee. The banter was great, easy like it was online. We would have been chatting for about an hour in the park. It was getting cosy, knees touching, holding hands, a few kisses.
“I brought up that I wanted to tell him something personal and I just told him that I was HIV positive, that I take medication so I’m not infectious at all. He got really uncomfortable and started moving away from me. I asked him if he wanted more of an explanation, if he knew anything about HIV and how it is now. He just freaked out.
“He started saying that I shouldn’t have kissed him, that I should have told him earlier, that I had deceived him. He didn’t raise his voice, but he got up from sitting with me, started moving his hands over his forehead in frustration and confusion, then wiping at his lips.
“He said he felt dirty, spat on me and walked away. At that moment, I felt dirty, deflated and just helpless. I sat in the park for a bit longer and turned on some music on my phone. I needed to settle my nerves before leaving.
“After that I felt like I might never be able to find someone who would accept me for me. Everyone has baggage, but mine just seemed like it was going to be the worst to tell anyone about.”
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