I had an e-friend who died of aids.
I had been emailing /IM'ing/ and sometimes calling him for almost 10 years. With out having actually 'met' him he was one of my best friends.
He didnt tell me he had aids. Never once.. he would tell me about his colds, his pneumonia.. etc. And there is a little piece of me that wondered at times why he was so sick all the time..
I had not heard from him in about 3 months and I was sending emails like crazy.
His roommate.. well.. his lover of 7 years finally told me.
I was absolutly crushed.I was pissed off.. he never told me?
I was upset that something that awful wasnt cureable.
I was angry that he never looked to me for comfort. He never shared that with me and I didnt understand why.
Then i realized that EVERYONE probally knew he had aids. So there was no way to have a normal conversation with anyone after that. Everyone would be wanting to talk about HIS health.. and HIS meds.. Did you take them today? how are you feeling? You better stay home.. you could get sick.. Here eat this, this is supposed to help.. I wouldnt have a beer if I were you .. blah blah blah blah.
Where and how could he ever have a normal life with everyone asking these kinds of questions? Where was there any privacy when everyone is worried about every inch ofyour body.. inside and out? How can you develop new friend ships when you have such a horrible disease that leaves even the most educated person a little shy to even TOUCH you?
Borris- your friend not telling you was his way of keeping something normal and comfortable in his ever shrinking life.
You did the absolut best thing in the world for them.. you never said anything and treated them just like everyone else.
In a persons life who has aids.. that never happens.
( sorry.. didnt mean to de rail this.. )