Thanks everyone for your input. I know I didn't reply too much at the time. I was kinda embarrassed by my post but I read and appreciated the responses.

So, a quick update.

I got with the guy I had felt this spark with (which had inspired me to write the initial post and try and face my issues) and it was going quite well. I think he felt I was distant sometimes and wasn't as doting as is usual but it was moving in the right direction. I was getting more confident and we were sharing our lives.

Then, a few months into our relationship, we are about to have sex one night and he's like 'I can't do this'. Tells me he has hpv and shows me this mark on his shaft where he had a wart frozen off the previous day. wtf. why am I so unlucky with anything related to sex?

So, I was kind about it but I called an end to things. We've known each other a year before we got together and have shared friends etc. I don't know how he could do this. He says he gets them like every 3 months for the last 4 years but he hadn't had an out break for 5 months so hoped it had gone away. Still, I don't know how he could knowingly expose me to this. He said he loved me. We waited more than a month to have sex. Finding out he has what I was paranoid about, has just thrown me completely. If we were married or I thought this is the one, okay, it could probably be manageable.

I went to the gyno and she said I almost certainly have the virus, even though I have had no symptoms. Said my immune system might always prevent an outbreak. I should have asked but does this mean I can pass this on? Usually, you contract the virus when there is an outbreak and just before and after there is a chance.

Bahhhhh!!!!!!! Am I overreacting? I just feel so wronged and like things are against me. Like, why!?? The first guy I have sex with tells me this 5 months down the line when it is too late for me to do anything about it. It's not like it was some randomer I met in a club. I feel like I'll never have sex again. I gained a little confidence sexually during the relationship but, the way it ended, has left me in a worse position than when I wrote the first post.

The gyno is like 'oh it's harmless! Think of it as a skin condition.' I can't cope with it, really.

What do you think? Am I over reacting?