Not a bit. I like not pissing mucus while my brain gets infected and my I.Q. drops, not having a crotch covered in bleeding sores and having to convince myself that I'm somehow still normal because, 'like, everyone has herpes if you think about it;' and not having HIV. It would take a messed up brain to ever envy that. 'Bro, check this out! I got herpes for life, but she was soooo worth it!' 'Bro!' 'Brooo!" That sort of thinking belongs to the gutter of society, the failures. And once you become that kind of person, you kind of do have to start lying to yourself about just how messed up you are just to be able to look at yourself in the mirror in the morning. And at the end of that kind of person's painful, emotionally numb, unloved life, they'll look around their bedside, and realize that their only constant company throughout all their adventures was the herpes. And then they close their eyes, a beautiful life filled with potential wasted.