Life is a contact sport. Everything in life, whether it’s sex or downhill skiing means accepting a certain element of risk.
In the case of sex, the risks includes the possibility of contracting a sexually transmitted infection. You can mitigate those risks through care and preparation, but nothing in life is 100% safe. Sometimes bad shit happens. Sometimes it’s because you’re young and stupid. Sometimes it’s because of ignorance. Sometimes it’s because you had a bad roll of the dice.
Regardless of how it came about, STDs happen. And if and when they happen to you, you need to man up, accept what happened, get your shit together and go to a goddamned doctor.
The shame and the perceived stigma of contracting an STD can keep people – otherwise intelligent, level-headed people – from actually facing up to the truth. A number of people will actually avoid getting tested in order to maintain a level of plausible deniability… after all, if you don’t get it confirmed, you can’t really be sure you have it, right?
These people are idiots.
By the time they’re 24, nearly one third of sexually active adults will have contracted an STD of one kind or another. Getting an STD doesn’t have to be a big deal, provided that you actually do something about it.