HIV discrimination

I come here when things are rough. When my head is so full I have to put it on paper. I can't say that I put it all here.

Just as one moment changed the direction of my life, I believe that sharing our stories can create the first link in a chain of understanding, compassion, and acceptance.

As I continue to blog and open up about my story for the first time, I hope to give readers insight into how a former barber from Rancho Cucamonga, CA turned an HIV diagnosis into the biggest blessing of her life.

Mi querida gente, prometí compartir con ustedes mi aprendizaje de SIDA 2024 en Múnich.

Not only do I want these things, I deserve them. So does everyone else living with HIV. Shift the paradigm. Let's talk about pleasure.

The year was 1991. I was just diagnosed with HIV. I was 18 years old and my dream was to become a marine.

All my love for you Job Corps; I've been meaning to write this blog for years!

I can honestly say I'm the most respected and hated person in a mile radius. Outreach is my passion since experiencing very traumatic events throughout my diagnosis of being HIV positive.

My lovely people, I promised to share my learning from AIDS 2024 in Munich with you. The two days I spent at the Global Village were quite fruitful as an activist.

I have been visiting Japan and Korea over the past 5 weeks. That is why you haven't heard from me. I would like to share my learning from those two countries.