battling stigma

Unfortunately, many countries still maintain entry restrictions for people living with HIV, whether for studies or work.

If someone can't look you in the eye while you're holding a mop, they don't deserve your attention when you're holding a mic, a title, or your head high.

This is a long and overdue blog, dedicated to an amazing woman and human being that I consider a sister and beloved friend.

I am convinced that conferences such as these contribute by creating the much-needed space for collaboration, knowledge-sharing, and empowerment.

Too often, I was told what I should say and how I should say it—by people working in HIV who do not have HIV.

In 2025, HIV/AIDS is still a big taboo in Africa. In my country, I had discussions with my relatives to know their opinion on the subject...

Nineteen years ago, I never imagined that I would one day have the strength to speak openly about my status in a leading HIV magazine. But here I am.

When diagnosed, a person confides in me and trusts my guidance and love. I kill stigma one day, one person at a time. Doors are opening and I feel alive.

Puedo decir que ya no siento el mismo odio que sentía por mi amiga, pero sigo teniendo ese trauma de antes, y cuando recuerdo aquellos tiempos, lloro.

I no longer have the hatred I used to have for my friend, but I still have that trauma from before, and when I think back to that time, I cry.