There is hope for those of you suffering from HPV. I'm here to tell my story of love and hope.
I had a boyfriend who gave me genital warts. He knew he had them and chose not to tell me. The doctor made me so scared that I would never find another partner--I never thought I would marry or have children.
I am here to tell you that ANYONE who truly loves you will accept you for who you are: HPV; no HPV; warts or no warts.
When I was diagnosed in 2007, I felt like my life was over. Not just my sex life, but my whole life. This is a scar on my soul. This is a scar on my character, I thought. No way.
This is part of my life; it is part of my experience, but it is not who I am. It does not define me. The love and compassion I share with others...these are things that define me. Not a disease. Not a natural biological occurrence.
Now, 5 years later, I am engaged and preparing to marry a man who truly loves me and would never hurt me. I am marrying a man who knows my past and looks past it. He knows every detail of my HPV. And you know what? It doesn't matter.
I want to share my story because I was so distraught for so long, and I didn't see past it. There is hope for love, acceptance, and understanding in your future, no matter what. Believe it!