Please help me, Kim! I would stop at this coffee shop every day before getting on the train to work. A month ago, I met this guy, let's call him Coffee Shop Bae for now, who would sit in the corner and greet me with a "Hello, Beautiful." Usually, I would smile and move on, but I noticed he had a camera this morning, so I mustered up the nerve to walk over and talk to him. We started with the typical conversation like: How are you doing? Where are you from? Etc. I asked him how much he would charge me to take photos and what his availability was. He said he would take them for free because he had such a beautiful model. I'm not going to lie; I blushed. We set up a date to take photos at his studio.
I arrived early to show him I'm punctual and about my business. Our energy was already intense at the coffee shop and a million times more intense in the studio. I forgot about the photos because I wanted him; he was everything I ever imagined. A week later, I noticed a discharge with a nasty odor. I went to the clinic and found out I had chlamydia! I hadn't been with anyone else this year, so it had to be him. How could he be that foul and not to tell me he was dealing with an STD? How could I be that stupid and not use a condom? I'm praying that's the only thing I have to worry about because I can't afford to be pregnant. I was so angry I stopped going to the coffee shop. Hell, I don't think I like coffee anymore. I'm just mad this all happened. What should I do? Should I confront him about it? Help!