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Thinking about my story. What really is my story? I grew up in Chicopee, Mass. I have my GED. I have a daughter, I buried a son, I was a dancer for 12 years, and have had my battles with self, life, love, etc.
Is there something about me that suggests that I am a peacock? Definitely, even then you could not miss that I was brought up to be a proud woman.
After reading Tiommi Luckett's blog It's Time for Change I was not even a bit surprised. Yet this brings much concern to me about how all of us living with HIV, no matter our undetectable status, our...
When I made the decision to get clean and sober, I found out six months later that I was HIV+. I made another decision as soon as I found out that I was not going to allow HIV to become an excuse to...
Yesterday I posted to my Facebook page… "People try to shame me for living with HIV, FUCK I'M NOT THE ONE SPREADING IT. I am safer than all the other men and women you are with. Test, ladies, because...
I am A Positive Woman: Till there is a cure I will always be...
As I continue to learn myself, I continue to grow as an individual thus becoming more available as an advocate for HIV. I was picking and choosing the people I would be honest with and whom I would...
My Name Is Sophie Jayawardene and this is my story.
Today I want to write to those not living with HIV. I want you to know that we exist, that our diagnosis does not define us. We have the same dreams, the same desires, but for some reason our life became different.
Una muy Real Conversación con mi Madre y mi tía sobre el VIH y como ellas tomaron la noticia en aquellos tiempos el Estigma y lo que era mi sentencia de muerte en esa época.