Personal Story: Hook-Up Disaster

I hesitated to share this personal story but I’ve been encouraged to do so. I’m doing so at risk of being judged by putting myself out there (again) because it is too important a story not to share.

I agreed to hook up with somebody flying into Singapore for work. I had a rash due to a drug allergy on my face, and so I gave the person a heads-up the day before. He promised to “take care of me”, but obviously it was less about what he was willing to do, and more how I felt about myself and my health.

On the day itself, I felt I shouldn’t go ahead because with the rash, my immunity was probably compromised. He probably didn’t believe me until I sent him my face pictures of the flare up. He was really nice about it “we can just cuddle” — so nice that I felt bad, and decided I should meet him but by then, I could only meet him later that evening.

Evening came, and when we did meet up I found myself more hungry than I realised. We went up to his hotel room and tried to order room service but it seemed they weren’t serving room service anymore then (it was 9:30p.m or so). There were many eateries downstairs and I suggested we go downstairs instead.

We chatted and he pleaded about wanting to make out — I relented by making out with him a little, then tried pulling him up etc. He claimed he was too tired to go…