Dating a man hiv positivie

The first time I knowingly slept with someone with HIV I was 23.The boy was 20 and he told me drunk on the night bus home.“And he gave me HIV,” he dropped into the tequila-laced conversation.I was shocked because we’d been friends before dating, and had been in many situations where HIV had been a prominent conversation topic.I sometimes think about him and hope he’s doing okay.After he told me his status that night, I said: “Sure, we’ll just use condoms.” The next day I lay curled up on my bed, trying to slow down my thoughts.He’d never once mentioned his status, and I’d assumed he was negative. Huddled together in the corner of a shrieking pub full of whiskey-soaked drag queens, he confided in me a status he’d told no one. He’d read an article I’d written online and had assumed I was positive too.

He fitted an ignorant man’s HIV stereotype: he was a ketamine-sniffing rentboy, living with a sugar daddy in West Hampstead.When I asked him how he paid the rent, he snorted and replied: “My ass.” He was also one of the nicest people I’ve ever met.

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