I felt so alone for so long. I mean it was only for about a year. I met this one lady at my first doctor's appointment and I still felt alone. I felt like she was just another mom and couldn’t understand my world although she was living with HIV too. I was mistaken because she's now a pillar in my life. I was only 23 years old. I needed someone desperately who wasn’t a gay male or having issues with substance abuse or neglect. I needed someone who was like me. Young, Black, Female, and could relate to what I was trying to wrap my mind around. This ridiculous HIV diagnosis that's man made and a punishment from God (OLD THOUGHTS).
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