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It is funny how one day you wake up and feel like everything has changed. You, the world around you, the people you know; everything. Looking out of the window to the door you once stepped out of...

Submitted on: Dec 21, 2018

What happens when you receive an HIV positive diagnosis?

Submitted on: Nov 21, 2018

I'm a 44-year old single mom with, HIV, bipolar, and learning disabilities (ADHD and Dyslexia). I've started college for the first time. This is my journey in parenting, HIV, managing mental health...

Submitted on: Nov 4, 2018

I think Eleanor Roosevelt said it best when she said this about confidence "You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself I lived through the horror. I can take the next thing that comes along."

Submitted on: Oct 11, 2018
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As I sat at my computer this morning and logged onto Twitter, I realized that today is the National HIV/AIDS and Aging Awareness Day (September 18th). This made me smile, as it confirms that treatment...

Submitted on: Sep 19, 2018

For most of my adult life I identified as a heterosexual woman. See, my family, community, and society told me I was supposed to like boys/men. After all, I was a girl, right? I was raised with the...

Submitted on: Sep 17, 2018

Days turn into months, months into a year, year into years of public humiliation. How could you? How could you open your mouth to say these things? Who gave you authority? Why me? These are just some...

Submitted on: Aug 30, 2018

My name is Sian Green and I was diagnosed six years ago with HIV. I have two children who I love very unconditionally, and I am from New Orleans, LA. Becoming an HIV/AIDS activist was not second...

Submitted on: Aug 28, 2018

I remember being in the seventh grade living on Cape Cod in the early 80's, and the fear of AIDS that gripped society at the time. Stigma was a monster in those days, greater than the Boogeyman under...

Submitted on: Aug 9, 2018

Thirty years ago today I was handed a death sentence. At least that is what an HIV diagnosis meant in 1988. In fact, it meant so much more than just death. It meant shame. It meant stigma. It meant judgement and isolation.

Submitted on: Jun 28, 2018

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