The woman I was once-in-a-life...
About the Peacock. It's another part of my life that mesmerizes me the most through people I had met, where I have been and today. 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. A woman who was brought up to feel sexy and beautiful.
That changed in split second when my new identity was labeled contagious. That was 1989. I had become HIV positive. Years that followed I got lost deep in the darkest, isolated and scary woods. The hunt for the woman I was once-in-a-life came much later. It was as if I had forgotten my gender. Slowly I reached what I call "in the haze of my life" that is when I realised how devastating it was to lose my womanhood.
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