The last girl I met off a — w4sex

The last girl I met off a

dating app gave me an STD, and the irony is that the burning sensation I started feeling a week later was less painful than the realization of how carelessly I'd thrown away my health. We'd used a condom for intercourse, but in the heat of the moment, we'd gotten carried away with oral, and that's all it took for something to take root. Now, every time I feel a slight itch or see a new notification on my phone, my stomach drops, a cold dread washing over me as I'm transported back to that sterile doctor's office, getting the diagnosis that felt like a permanent stamp on my sexual history. It wasn't just a physical infection; it was a psychological one, a constant, nagging reminder that a few minutes of pleasure with a stranger from an app can have consequences that follow you long after the match has expired, making me question if the thrill of the chase is worth the risk of the catch.