HIV stigma

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Life for me and my family is a big struggle but in everything, we give thanks to God. There are so many challenges to life here in Nigeria. My daughter took ill and we could not afford to take her to...

Submitted on: May 19, 2014

I'm running through the streets of Soho in stilettos to catch the late train home, feeling like Cinderella as she left the ball just before the clock struck and she returned to rags. I had been to the...

Submitted on: May 12, 2014

My life is immersed in my search for freedom from active addiction through Narcotics Anonymous. Being a drug addict is an additional stigma to being HIV positive. And while I haven't found much...

Submitted on: Apr 30, 2014

Being HIV+ is one thing, doing it as a single hetero female is quite another. I find myself alone, wondering if I will ever find that compatible, understanding human being who is either a saint or...

Submitted on: Apr 23, 2014

March has marched on and I feel I have let it drift over me. It began well and I visited my specialist hospital, following a referral from their HIV midwife who I consulted in November. I’m not...

Submitted on: Apr 15, 2014

Sonya posted a new blog, I Made a Vow... on A Girl Like Me’s Voices from our Allies: Lynette was in a Harlem hospital on the 3rd floor in a room alone, and refused to give her life to Christ as I...

Submitted on: Apr 10, 2014

Lynette was in a Harlem hospital on the 3rd floor in a room alone, and refused to give her life to Christ as I stood there begging! Quarantined due to the opportunistic infection, her body was plagued...

Submitted on: Apr 8, 2014

You can call me Dee. I am 50 years old an have a 13 year old adopted son. I was diagnosed in Atlanta on November 1, 1996. I was having severe fatigue and just knew I needed to be tested for HIV. I...

Submitted on: Apr 1, 2014

If you are in the Raleigh-Durham area or have access to a computer between 5 pm - 8 pm EST, please plan to visit the MFA|EDA thesis exhibition/photography exhibit, Please Call Me By My True Names by...

Submitted on: Mar 28, 2014

The summer I was 19. It was fall, 1989. Life was simple living in a small rural community in the eastern United States. I got into a routine. I slept during the day, worked at night. I was looking for...

Submitted on: Mar 24, 2014

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