Three years seeing guys and messing around and still haven't met someone who cares for me. Just recently I found out that I could have been exposed to HIV by a dude who lied about his status, we used a condom tho, but its pretty ****ed up to carelessly put someone else in danger. I don't think I will ever be able to love anyone. I've had too much already. Almost raped, used and thrown away by every single guy I've met (and when I say every single guy I am not exaggerating), exposed to HIV, what's next? Is all this my fault? I'm I such a bad person that I just attract bad things? Will I ever be loved? This questions puzzle me. I haven't met a guy who loves me, or cares about me, or does any effort to make me happy, they all just vanish. Idk what to think. There's gotta be more out there, something good waiting for me, although I highly doubt it.

PS: I'm a little upset, just a couple tears but I'm good, I am not depressed or anything just a bit sad about how ugly things have been for me. Is like if I was born this way just to have a lifestyle full of suffering and bad experiences. Idk that's how I feel. Life hasn't shown me anything different.

Good night everyone, hugs

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