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My First Year with Herpes or How I was re-born a Modern-dayfrom: Leper
My First Year with My Friend Herpes. or I am Re-born a
Modern-day Leper. By Christopher Scipio Homeopath/Herbalist
It was 1990, I was 24 years old and I didn?t think my life could
get any worse. I had just finished college and my financial
situation was worse than dire. The country was in the midst of
an economic depression. A long dismal winter had just given up
the ghost and to top it all off I was in the middle of a
horrific break-up with a vengeful girlfriend.
Of course it was pathetically naive of me to think that life
couldn?t get any worse and life wasted no time proving that
fact. My relationship with this beautiful, vivacious, urbane
woman had begun most promisingly. We had courted very
romantically by letter and phone for six months before ever
I was still at University when we first met
and we were separated by a distance of about 1200 miles. We
started off as friends and the love between us grew slowly with
all the optimism and passion expected with us both being in our
twenties. Sadly, what was so wonderful by distance was a
nightmare close up. When my classes ended and I flew down to
move in with her it took no time at all for things to go very
Our sex life was hot despite the fact told me she
had Herpes. She told me that she could tell when she was getting
an outbreak and as long as we refrained from having sex at those
times, it was cool for us to have a natural unprotected sex
life. I believed her, and she certainly sincerely believed that
to be the case as well. She had only very recently gotten the
disease herself from a man she had casually slept with and who
didn?t tell her he was infected.
We got along in bed much better than we ever did out of bed. The
tall beautiful fair-skinned princess and her Tall, Black
dread-locked artist. The sad fact was that we didn?t get along
at all. Instead of creating harmony we created war. And I must
say that I am to blame for much it.
I was at a time in my life where my tolerance for certain things was very low and I was
very angry about how the world was treating me and I certainly
didn?t enjoy the treatment I was receiving from my beloved- but
I definitely contributed more than my fair share to the discord.
Once we were in the same space together the chemistry between us
was bad, bad, bad. The relationship ended after a mercifully
short time leaving us scattered, raw and dumb-founded.
Two days after the notorious breakup we were reunited by a
particularly cruel twist of fate. Less than 48 hours after
swearing I would never see her again I was sitting beside her in
the waiting room of a hospital. She was looking at me with a
combination of guilt, sadness and white-hot enmity. I didn?t
know how to feel or what to say to her. I was floating around
out in space trying to get a grip on the situation.
You see dear readers I was in the midst of what I would later
find out to be my first Herpes outbreak. It has started out as
an itchy irritation on my foreskin but had quickly turned into a
raging swelling colony of tiny lesions and I was overwhelmed by
pain and all the flu-like symptoms typical of first outbreaks. I
had no idea what was happening to me. I do remember hoping at
the time that it was anything but Herpes or AIDS. I would have
even considered syphilis or gonorrhea to have been preferable.
The doctors said they couldn?t tell what it was that I had and
had insisted that my ex-girlfriend of two days come in with me
so we could both be tested at the same time.
Even though we both hated each other at the time- and I?m sure
she still does today, I remember feeling sorry for her. I knew
even then that if it proved true that she had given Herpes to
me, she would have been devastated too. So there we were with
all those mixed emotions dreading the worse and hoping for the
Of course the doctor?s tormented us by making us wait about a
week before the test results would be back. They had taken a
swab of my lesions and sent it off somewhere. When the phone
call eventually came in the news was good. I had tested negative
for Herpes. The doctors said they still didn?t know what it was
that I had, that possibly it was just an infection of my
foreskin from having rough sex. I was over the moon with relief
and wasted no time in calling Her to tell her the good news. For
one brief moment we actually had something positive to share
together. That test result was a big reprieve for both of us.
Sadly, and once again ironically, it turned out only to be a
reprieve for one of us.
To her credit she had been upfront with me. At the time I really
had no idea what the implications and risks were. I was however
prepared to take the risk, I just had no idea that this would
literally be a very ironic last interaction in what had been the
worst relationship both of us would ever have in our lives.
I went on with my life and forgot all about Herpes. But Herpes
didn?t forget about me, not for a second. I got another outbreak
two months later and then another one a month later. It was
angry as hell and I stormed into a different hospital demanding
to know what was wrong with me. At this hospital the doctors
were more competent and took one look at my penis and told me
that it was obvious that I had Herpes. They confirmed this with
their own cotton swab test- there was not blood test for Herpes
in Canada available at this point in history. They told me that
false negatives were common for Herpes because if there wasn?t
enough virus present on the skin at the time of the test, then
you would get a negative result even though you had Herpes. They
told me there was nothing they could do for me and that I would
have this disease for life and that my sex life would never be
the same. I wanted to call my ex-love and blast her for what had
happened. And even though she at the time was wrecking vengeance
against me by trying to destroy my career and telling everyone
who would listen how badly I had treated her, I didn?t have the
heart to throw this in her face. So I have never told her that
she gave me Herpes and I?ll never tell her. I do not possess the
power to describe the world of pain and shame the eventual
diagnosis of Herpes would thrust me into. In many ways I felt
like my life was truly over. I felt dirty in a way that I had
never experienced before. Just saying the word Herpes sent a
chill thorough my whole body. The doctors were cold and
unsympathetic. I couldn?t discuss this with anyone in my
conservative West-Indian family even though we were otherwise
close. I didn?t have anyone to talk to. Strange fatalistic
fantasies went through my mind all day long, day after day. The
mere thought of having to tell someone that I had this thing
made me want to run for the cover of enforced celibacy.
I felt cursed like some Old Testament character. Sure I had been
an asshole, not unlike most men my age, but I had definitely not
been enough of an asshole to deserve to be punished by the Gods
this way. This was definitely overkill in all meanings of the
My first realization after being able to admit to myself that I
had Herpes was that it was forever. No matter what I did or who
I became I was never going to be a ?whole? person. That I was
?marked? for life. That I had joined an outcast caste. I was one
of the many modern day lepers- those sad morally challenged
people with Herpes. I was a victim and I sure didn?t like the
feeling. What a burden to have to carry all the rest of my life.
Yes, I was now one of them. But I had no real idea of what being
one of them really meant. To find out would take years and many
experiences both liberating and devastating.
Why am I telling you all of this? Part of it is narcissism to be
sure. It?s human nature to want your story preserved somewhere
in the ether and this is my way of making sure that some people
know what happened to me and how I felt about it. But the larger
part of my motivation is for my own rehabilitation. I refuse to
be a victim to this disease and to society?s mean, irrational
fear and loathing of those of us who are stricken with sexually
transmitted diseases. I wasn?t living a high-risk lifestyle- I
got my herpes in the context of a monogamous relationship. But
even if I had been doing high-risk activities, I in no way
deserve to be scorned or ostracized because of it. The worst
place to be when you have Herpes is in the closet. If you want
to feel like a leper and allow others to treat you like one, be
my guest, but I am determined not to live like that. Instead of
being imprisoned by this disease, I?ve decided to free myself. I
am no longer afraid of saying the word and letting people know
that I am one of ?them?. I have Herpes but Herpes doesn?t have
me. I am at peace with the virus and the virus is at peace with
me. I am at peace with my place in this world and I have
discovered the joy of encouraging others to liberate themselves
from the stigma.
In part two of this Story- ?Nine Years in the Wildness: My
Personal and Professional Quest for a Holistic Herpes Treatment
Plan, I will chronicle how I transitioned from being a victim of
Herpes to being a Holistic Herpes Treatment Specialist and a
Herpes spokesperson. I was able to turn the biggest negative in
my life to one of the biggest positives in my life and the
journey is just beginning. We are truly living in a Herpes
Nation with 60% or more of the general population in North
America having either type one or type two Herpes.
If you have type one or type two Herpes you are welcome to join
the Herpes Nation tribe on tribe.net
Christopher Scipio Homeopath/Herbalist Holistic Viral Specialist
About the author:
My name is Christopher Scipio, I am a homeopath and herbalist
with over twenty years of experience. For the past 14 years I
have been a holistic viral specialist specializing in the
holistic treatment of herpes.
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