so basically the reason i went to get tested two weeks ago was because i fucked some dude before christmas who texted me afterwards, said he had something, and alleged i was the only one who could have given it to him. i’ve had no symptoms but apologized profusely regardless and rushed out the next day to the doctor, telling the guy that i would inform him of the results as soon as they came in to either affirm or deny that it was me.

one week goes by. i go partially insane for seven days wondering what else i could possibly have that has no symptoms, or if i even had anything at all and he was just placing the blame on me as his most recent sexual encounter. i call the doctor, the results still aren’t back. two weeks go by. i force myself to stop thinking about the possibility of hiv or viral infections every thirty seconds because it is literally impossible for me to be even remotely happy. i call the doctor, the results still aren’t back.

i get a text from the dude today asking if i know yet. i say no, i’ve called twice, i’ll let you know when i do. he says that i don’t seem very concerned that i could be walking around with something and not even know. i say that i can’t really do anything besides check up with them and don’t really need you to tell me about my priorities - i will let you know. he calls me a “stuck up bitch with no good reason”, stops responding, and unfriends me instead.

excuse me? i have apologized several times, got tested immediately after you told me there was an issue, and it is in the process of coming back. i don’t appreciate the insinuation that i don’t care about my own health and someone else’s, nor do you have any idea what the past two weeks have been like with the dark cloud over my head that i may have something serious. i don’t know why the results aren’t back yet. i don’t know, i can’t tell you, and you are not making this any easier with your unnecessary cattiness.