For weeks now I have been fighting depression. Sinking slowly down a dark, lonely and miserable hole feeling hopeless. In my head I have thoughts of, "Why am I here? I have no dreams anymore, no motivation, not really fulfilling my job as a mother...
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Today was my eighth anniversary with HIV. I was diagnosed in a small town doctor’s office, all alone and terrified, eight years ago today. It was the first time that I don’t remember crying when the day started or when it ended. It’s been a long...
March 4, 2013 - Atlanta, GA. The U.S. Women and PrEP Working Group, a coalition of more than 50 women from leading AIDS and women’s health organizations, today called on US government agencies to coordinate a national agenda that will quickly and accurately answer questions about how the antiretroviral (ARV) drug Truvada can best be made available as an HIV prevention option for women at risk of HIV infection.
Register now for The Well Project's very first international A Girl Like Me conference call/web chat on Thursday, March 7, 2013 at 10:00 am ET in honor of National Women and Girls HIV/AIDS Awareness Day (NWGHAAD). The call/web chat is a great...
February 28, 2013 - Office on Women's Health, U.S. Department of Health and Human Services (Womenshealth.gov). Dawn Averitt had very large swollen lymph nodes in her neck, and the doctors were testing her for everything trying to figure out what was causing them. They never suggested an HIV test (it was 1988), but she thought she might as well get her "HIV-negative card" while they were taking all of this blood from her anyway. Her medical team resisted testing her, but the more they resisted, the more she pushed. She really didn't believe she would be HIV-positive. She thought she was being cutting-edge, which appealed to her at age 19.
“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the moments that take our breath away.” ~Hilary Cooper There was a time in my life when the thought of taking my last breath frightened me. I wasn’t so much afraid of death as I was of...
Dear friends, Today we sent out an e-newsletter for Valentine's Day that was in part inspired by stories we read on A Girl Like Me, as well as comments we hear from women living with HIV around the world about the lack of information focusing on...
Well, I’m still married (I thought you needed to know that after my last blog). Honestly, things are going better. While not great, definitely much better. It’s difficult to explain, but when I ‘think’ with my head, I think maybe I should leave. Yet...
I made this to help give someone the courage to know that they can get out and do better. Just because you have made mistakes, doesn't mean you are a mistake. http://youtu.be/yx8HziMouMA
What is a resolution? The dictionary says: 1. a decision or determination; a resolve: to make a firm resolution to do something. This seems simple enough right? So I browsed the internet to find out why most of us don’t stick to them. Doing on...
Tiffany posted a new blog When a hero has no answers on A Girl Like Me’s “Voices from our Allies” page: I just attended a screening of the Oscar nominated documentary, “ How to Survive A Plague.” ***Spoiler alert I went into the screening fully...
I just attended a screening of the Oscar nominated documentary, " How to Survive A Plague." ***Spoiler alert I went into the screening fully expecting to be pissed that it was not a complete representation of the AIDS movement in America.*** I was...
When I look in the mirror, I hate everything about you. You are fat and ugly! You've got pimples all over your face and your teeth are crooked. Nobody is going to want you. Ha-ha! They're talking about you. See them pointing and laughing at you? You...
I have tried. I might not have tried hard enough. But really, what is hard enough? I have gone and filled out the application to volunteer at the local AIDS service center many times, with no reply. I am not an RN, but I am on my way to be....so I...
What is supposed to be the most exciting time in a young person’s life became my worst nightmare. As I packed my bags for my high school Senior trip to Walt Disney World, my mother called my younger sister and I into her bedroom because she had...