I was told by a friend, about two weeks ago, that she had discovered she had genital herpes. I had assumed that this was the result of having sex, but apparently no, you can actually get it by the luck of the draw. Which makes me want to requisition a case of those blue poly gloves that lab techs use. Or maybe just a full-body environment suit.
Anyway, she told me today of an irritating event that had occurred on a date, relative to her condition. During the conversation, I discovered something. I really don't know how to say I'm sorry that you were on a date with a guy which went south because he was poking around in your stuff when he shouldn't have, found out that you have herpes, and he freaked out. Sometimes, words fail me. I want to be supportive, but I don't know how, in this case, without sounding - I don't know, creepy.
So I just said the core message -- that I was sorry that this had happened to her. Because I am. But I wish that I could have done more. She's a good person, and she deserved better.