Once upon a time, I thought and felt crazy to use the word "coming out of the closet.” Yes, I did all I could do to come out of shame, lies, agony, despair, and beat stigma caused by living with HIV...
Blogging is something I've considered doing for a while however I didn't think it'd be this difficult. My name is Masonia, meaning "She Leads". However, somewhere along the way I got lost I think...
I absolutely hate taking medicine. Especially this HIV shit. They told me at the beginning that I would have to take medicine everyday.
When I was a child, 5 or 6 years old, we lived on the banks of the Tennessee River. I couldn’t swim so I had to wear a life jacket anytime I wanted to go by the water.
Seven years ago today I met the man that would become both the best and worst memories, and love, I have known to date.
I have made a few mistakes in my life. Who am I kidding? I have made MANY mistakes in my life. And I ain’t even been alive that long.
“I still have a dream,” said Martin Luther King, “it is deeply rooted in the American Dream.”
I have been positive for two years now and public for one. See, I exposed my status on Facebook live and I went viral, literally.
By now I’m sure we’ve all seen the news about the Supreme Court ruling allowing the transgender military ban to take effect, a policy imposed on America by the trump administration via tweet in July 2017.
Disclosing my HIV status is usually one of the first things I do when I meet people. I mean, it's not like, "Hey, my name is Ci Ci and I have HIV!" Nah. It's more like, if I begin to see that person...
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