(At the time, many doctors and other health care providers believed this to be the case, although a number of research studies had already suggested otherwise.) So, I decided to keep quiet.For three years, I had a boyfriend who never knew I had herpes.Many feature chat rooms, bulletin boards, treatment information, personal ads, and social groups around the world.A friend of mine had recently married a guy she met on the Web -- proving that not every Internet date is a psycho -- so I gave it a try.Many people are unaware they have it, because they don't experience symptoms or because they attribute the symptoms to something else. Years later, I've come to the realization that he knew he had herpes, and that is the reason he stopped in the midst of our sexual adventure.During an outbreak, blisters or sores appear on or around the genital area. The nurse taught me how to manage the virus, but managing my personal life was another story. Our friendship, unfortunately, ended as quickly as the act.My friend said I was too much like a sister, and he couldn't continue. I worried about how that incident would affect our friendship.Little did I know my worries would extend far beyond that concern.
By the time I finished college in 1994, the possibility of spreading the virus even when you didn't have an outbreak had become more widely accepted by health care providers.I was still uncomfortable about bringing up the subject, but now I didn't have much of a choice.I didn't date for awhile, but inevitably, I met someone.I held off on sex for as long as I could, but it got more and more difficult.One day, my new beau reassured me, "I'm disease-free, I just got tested.