At the age of 35, I found myself navigating life as a divorced mother of three children. My world was turned upside down when I received my HIV diagnosis. In that moment, I felt utterly lost, like there was nowhere I could turn for support or understanding.
I couldn't bring myself to share my diagnosis with my parents, my friends, or even my work colleagues. The thought of opening up to anyone about it filled me with dread. But the hardest part of all was facing myself. The stigma and shame surrounding HIV were suffocating, pressing down on me and holding me hostage to my own fear. Continue reading...
