Growing up in the hood in South West Atlanta was one of the hard things for me, especially being HIV-positive.
I have been undetectable of the illness since 2006; except for the stigma and unkind people that leave evident scars on my mental health.
What do you know about the truth? Seriously, I'm asking. What's true for you? How do you define truth?
Blossoming! Every day I'm learning and growing. Although my mind is in PANIC MODE, my heart desires to help others grow! My life isn't peaches and cream but with my love and kindness, I can be sweet...
A friend of mine was reading my last blog and he said that I should elaborate... I spoke about never really being able to experience sexual freedom...
I talk often about finding the silver lining in the dark times in our lives... ... yet, I am fully aware of how difficult this can be at times.
In one way or another in various tones from forced to cheer to seriousness, at four out of five of my initial appointments after learning that I had HIV, someone made it a point to tell me that I wasn't going to die.
My name is Nakeisa Jackson and I am 30 years old. At age 19, I was diagnosed with HIV.
In my capacity as a nurse at the clinic I work in, I have occasion to teach nursing students nearing graduation from school.
Growing up Poz and trying to follow American Society’s guidelines for dating and hooking up has been extremely difficult. The guidelines that we follow as a society in regards to dating and having sex...