So, he contacted me…about six days later. I wasn’t sure what kind of email or text I would receive, but I’m pretty sure I wasn’t expecting the three-paragraph email he sent me last night.
I read the first sentence of the second paragraph first…and my jaw dropped to the floor. I then read the first paragraph and realized I wasn’t the only one in his life. Then I read the third paragraph and felt real badly for the guy.
This is a really awkward message and I apologize. I have had sex with two partners in the past 3-4 weeks.
So, I think it would be a good idea for you to get tested…
I’m really sorry to contact you this way (it’s actually really lame to do so)
This was a really defining moment for me. I know from previous posts it sounds like I really get around…but I don’t. I’m always quite careful, and I’m glad that I was with him. But, really, I had this overwhelming feeling that I got the “dreaded message from an ex”…Suddenly it’s like I’m in the big leagues…where shit gets real. When, all of a sudden, I no longer just have little kid fears. I’ve propelled to a level where I’m calling free clinics because I, apparently, have sketchy partners.
I just have reached a point where I’m thinking, what the hell am I doing?
Needless to say, we confirmed we didn’t want to date. I am a big proponent of keeping ex’s as friends, so I shamelessly asked if we could remain friends.
He said, yes.