RE: https://eldritch.cafe/@Gwendolyn/117524715072373558 😢 It’s me. I am that fucking bitch. I am so sorry. There is a picture of me at 5, so young I don’t remember. Lip inflamed. I don’t even know where I got it from. I was 5! My mom? Who knows. My entire life I have carried them. And they erupt with stress. Which is ironic since they cause me so much stress. I am so hyper-sensitive to the pre-eruption aura that sometimes I will not kiss my children for a day until I remember that put hot sauce on my eggs. I tell people I might be with. I carry a tube of Abreva in my purse and have a calendar item of the expiration date to buy a replacement. I was married for 23 years and was vigilant enough that my ex never caught it. But I know there’s no hope of perfection. There is nothing I can do to be perfect. I will pass this. I’m sure I have. Despite it literally being at the forefront of every kiss of my life, no matter how platonic. The virus doesn’t have to do anything to win but wait. I’m like a vampire. I have no choice but to spread this evil. I am that bitch.