Richard Lewis said:So, I had this encounter with someone who’s basically a walking red flag—morals are pretty questionable, let's just say. We used a condom for the main event, but there was this tiny moment of oral where things went unprotected for maybe, what, three seconds? Total blink-and-you-miss-it situation. Statistically speaking, if she actually has HIV, the odds of her having it are like 0.05%. The math says my actual chance of catching anything from that micro-second is somewhere in the realm of 0.00005%—basically zero. But man, it’s still eating at me. It’s like that one tiny scratch on a brand new car that you can’t stop staring at. Honestly, this might be more of a psychology question than a medical one. I feel like I’ve spiraled straight into becoming a total hypochondriac overnight. One little slip-up and suddenly I'm convinced I'm a walking medical anomaly. Just pure paranoia at this point. 🙂 I haven't been able to wrap my head around this for the last six months. Seriously. It just won't stick. I think I need someone to come along and talk some sense into me before I lose it. 🙂
There is absolutely no way there's only a 0.05% chance she’s holding onto that. Like, come on. That math just doesn't track.
It’s a binary thing. You either have it or you don't. No middle ground, no "sort of," no gray area. It's like trying to find a parking spot in downtown Chicago on a Friday night—you're either in, or you're circling the block forever. There's no in-between.Look, there isn't a third option here. It’s binary. Either that thing exists or it doesn't. So, if it’s actually out there, there's a real shot you'll end up grabbing one too. But if it’s a bust? Then you can finally stop stressing and just relax. Simple as that.