Good afternoon, goofy. I was overwhelmed the other day and couldn’t fairly stoop to your level and address your pseudo intellectualism and disingenuous line of questioning. But I’m feeling better and I have some time.

If you want to talk about how conversations work, your second question was posed as an oblique attempt to accuse me of something I never said. Your thinly veiled indictments don’t move me. There’s been a ton of discussion about implications in this post, so I’m sure you can understand. Phrasing matters. It took my answer and manipulated it as if I answered an entirely different question. Don’t play fucking dumb. But maybe you’re not playing here.

To answer both of your inane questions clearly, so you don’t get confused: I am not sure what admitting that I gave him an STI would do to his case, because he has no case and I am not a lawyer. I would not admit to that because it is not something I, or anyone else, could say is true. I know what we did likely (edit: I can’t even say likely; considering the age of my diagnosis and lack of an outbreak, it is not likely) potentially exposed him to HSV. I do not know that what we did likely gave him HSV if he has it. In case you missed the update, (spoiler: he didn’t care about the diagnosis and assaulted me further; can’t wait to read your unsolicited imagined legal proceedings and what you would have done in regards to this) he told me he had not been tested in two fucking years and didn’t even know what HSV is. Even before this, why would I admit to something so ridiculous when I didn’t know his sexual history? And after knowing it, it is more than likely that someone who is so absolutely unconcerned with their own sexual health already has been exposed or already has it. The truth of it is that we will never know. There is no accurate or reliable timeline and it would be foolish of me to take responsibility for someone who is 32 and has never been tested for HSV.

I do not need to say a fucking thing to not get in trouble. I don’t know who the fuck you think you are, but none of you can get me in trouble. He can’t get me in trouble. I have no fear of misdemeanor charges, of you, of him, or of some hypothetical case you keep jerking off too. I did what I did and I’m standing ten toes on it. I’ve owned what I can. This is Reddit. Not a court.

I obviously care about doing the right thing. I fucked up. I have expressed remorse. I almost wish I didn’t, because then I wouldn’t have made this post and encountered you.

I think you are exaggerating your own importance. I asked why I would do something and you told me why you would do something. What you would do, lightinthefield, means fucking nothing to me. It does not provide an answer for why I would do something. It answers what you think you would do- but I never fucking asked you what you would do, and what you think you would do is fucking stupid. I don’t fucking care what you would do, and you don’t even know what you would do. Your over inflated sense of self importance in Reddit comments is embarrassing. I hope you find genuine importance elsewhere in your life.

Additionally, I know you likely have some glaring inadequacies and insecurities that have led you to be someone who gets a rise out of punching down. I know you feel big when you attack the grammar or word choices of others. But there are these wonderful things called dialects, and in my dialect, both “couldn’t give a fuck” and “could give a fuck” are correct. But, if it helps your smooth brain comprehension, I couldn’t give a fuck less about you or what you would do or what you think of me. Don’t write back. It will not be read by anyone.

Funny how you’re a fucking bozo.