I’ve always assumed my children were living full and complete lives.
Coming to grips with that reality was never really a problem for me.
Arming them with the protection available just always made good sense to me.
One of my children headed off to college during the early stages of the HIV awareness period and I made sure they had enough condoms to get them through their discovery phase.
Another received their own supply more than a decade later.
More importantly, I think I passed on a healthy fear of germs to them both.
While supporting their desires to live full lives, and acknowledging their sexuality, I like to think it was all without any undue judgment, and just a desire to help them be happy and survive.