I feel truly blessed to have made it this far. The start of this year was a very hard year. I lost some friends that I hope to see in the light when my mission is complete, but I am here to continue to show those by example that you can live a long life with this human condition.
I remember in 1991, April 18 to be exact, when they told me that I had AIDS, which I always have said that the doctor was very ignorant, not only in the way he disclosed my status to me (I just turned eighteen one week before on April 11), but as we all know, back then the maximum you would live was ten years, so I had a diary and every year that was an extremely stressful time, especially when my birthday was approaching. Continue reading...
