Here's a situation that i need other people's response on:
You fell in love with a guy/girl, who barely knew you existed. After a few years (and your crush goes through several different girl/boyfriends), finally you are noticed. A few months later, you two have sex, and a few months after that, you're crush dies.
You're tested for a common virus, and the doctors come back and tell you that you're HIV positive.

What's your reaction?
Do you tell you're parents (assuming you're 18, and the doctors haven't told them)?
What do you tell your current boy/girlfriend?

And the flip side:

Your child comes home, and tells you that they are HIV positive. What's your reaction?


Please, please, please answer this. It's more or less a survey for a story i'm writing.
(*promises to credit any good answers and YouthNoise*)

Okay.. maybe i should start it off with what my response would be.

So, you see, i was in a car accident, distraction being the side effect of grief because this beloved crush was killed in a car accident, but i had been sensing that something was going on before then, because he was basically ignoring me.

I joking tell them to test my blood for everything under the sun, and they do, and i return to the medical clinic for a check-up and to remove stitches and such.

The doctor comes in, a bit nervous, asks if i want any of my family to be there. I say no, feeling that something bad was going to happen.
The doctor tells me that i'm HIV positive.

I sit on the table, staring at him, and ask him to say that again. he tells me, clearly, that i have the first stages of AIDS. I float in a haze for a little while, probably until i'm half way home, when i pull over to the side of the road, and begin to cry.

All i ever did was love someone, tried to please them, and all they ever did was give me a death sentence.
I feel now an outstanding obligation to tell very close friends and family, and begin an investigation in the disease, unwilling to accept it as shameful. Hopefully, my current would be accepting of my fate (even if they were a little stunned), and if he was "the one", we'd seek counciling, or deal with it ourselves, both getting to know as much about the disease as possible, and i would try to live as full of a life as possible.

I'm a mother, and my child comes in. Hopefully, i'm sitting down, otherwise, i'm probably going to think there's a chair behind me and fall onto the ground. I'd ask how they got it, cry, hug the child and tell them that we'd get through this together. I'd try to make their life as happy as possible, even though some part of me would probably be shocked into senselessness..