My first major bout with it was several years ago after a trip abroad. For no real reason at all, I woke up one day and decided that it was possible I had HIV
. At the time, I was not very educated on the subject. I immediately went to get tested and of course, had to endure the wait period as well as the "doctor has to tell you the results" bureaucracy.
During the waiting period, I was not mentally well. I stayed home rather than going out with friends and my imagination was all over the place. I could hardly accomplish anything.
Fortunately in this instance, I was well beyond 6 months of that trip so the waiting for the results was the only waiting I had to endure.
About two years ago, I had an escort over. I had seen her occasionally, but on this night, she gave me oral and while it was going on, she cut
on the base of my penis. The night after the described encounter, I met who is today my girlfriend. I was a totally useless and aunproductive wreck. I was completely withdrawn, and fell into a trap of repeated HIV test. I even befriended a guy at the clinic that would get me results faster.
At my 3 month, while waiting for the results, the guy used his cell to call the lab and get the results. I could hear him on the phone outside of the doorway. I thought I could hear him saying, "wow, he is positive..."
Of course, that was not the case, but goes to show a little about how terrified I was.
Fast forward. I recently had another encounter in Vegas. But this time, I was under the influence of x. I picked up this African American girl in the lobby of one of the major casinos and we went back to my room. I recall her coming in, and I recall her using a condom on me to give me oral sex. I recall ordering room service and I recall her saying "I need to leave..."
But the rest is very blurry. I know me, and I never have vaginal sex with these girls (I actually try not to with any girl I don't know). But I can't verify that I didn't in this instance. I know she spit on my genitals, and I think I had a condom on during that, but can't be sure.
Two days later, I got nauseas. I figured it was related to drinking the night before. However, I couldn't shake the feeling. Later that night, I felt a little head cold come on. Then I got a bad case of diarrhea and it lasted for the night. I tried to sleep, but woke up with nausea and sweats.
So now, I am back in the exact same boat. Only this time, I want to try to work on the source of the issue. Of course, I think I have it again and my mind is spinning. I was even worried that maybe I passed out when she was in the room and she injected me with the virus, I spent a while crawling over my body for abrasions.
I feel like I made a mistake and this is punishment for my mistake. The last bouts I had with this scare had me so useless, I couldn't even get an erection for sex for about 2 months. I know I made a mistake and I know I need to learn better behavior, but at the same time, I feel like the source of my issue may not be my "risky" behavior, yet maybe my head? Maybe I need therapy?
-How do you feel about my situation in concern with the chances of HIV?
-What do you recommend I do to get over the fear? Should I seek out some sort of therapy? Some type of specific therapy?
While I have read through so many threads on this board and each has lifted my spirits and inserted reason and logic into my thoughts, I still find my mind wandering off into the great unknown.
Excessive drinking and sex don't mix. Your symptoms came on to early to be related to ARS. If you don't remember if a condom was used or not then you will need to test.
Your previous HIV testing ruled out HIV from the "cut penis" incident.
You encounter in Vegas, whether oral or oral+vaginal, was protected, so there was no HIV. Besides, statistically, most commercial sex workers in Vegas are HIV-.
It is extremely doubtful that anyone would inject you with HIV-infected bodily fluid. This is purely paranoia.
Part of your anxiety is likely linked to guilt: guilt about hiring prostitutes, guilt about having sex (esp. if you come from a home/upbringing that teaches that sex is 'dirty'/bad), guilt about cheating on your girlfriend with the Vegas escort, guilt about drinking/using drugs.
If using escorts causes you so much HIV-related anxiety, I suggest you stop.
In any case, therapy definitely seems warranted to uncover why (guilt? other reasons?) you continue to obsess about HIV.