The First Reality Check
Tell all: Part 1
I knew something was wrong…
... when the drugs and the cigarettes weren’t desirable…
I wasn’t the stereotypical drug user, or rebellious-lost, 18
year old. I always told myself: as long as I could keep my grades up and
maintain a classy appearance, the lifestyle was OK.
I was in my Hollywood apartment with a co-worker/friend,
Kelly. For the last few days, she had been experiencing a burning sensation in
her vagina. After several days of ignoring her concerns, I advised her to go to
the gynecologist immediately. I even volunteered myself to take her to my
doctor… I wasn’t just being a responsible-good friend; I had my own reasons for
going.
Regardless
of my 'wreck less' lifestyle… when it came to certain things, I was extremely
set in my ways. Sex was one of those things…
