Telling my partner that I tested positive is probably the hardest thing I ever had to do in my life. I love him dearly even though our relationship can only best be described as a friends-with-benefits kind of deal. He took it hard, he just sat there silent, trying to take it in. We had somehow lapsed in or use of protection for close to a year. I cried for him, and all he did was gather me in his arms and tell me we shall get through this together. He left soon after saying he needed to think, take it all in. It was over a week since my own diagnosis, fear would paralyze him for close to a month before he took the step to go get tested. He is Mr K. and he is HIV negative.