We are opposite in many ways, but compliment each other beautifully. I can literally tell him anything.

To parents: learn to understand your child at an early age and support their dreams, not your expectations.

I am tired of...the cruelty. Tired of the lies. Tired of people who choose not to educate themselves when the truth is right here.

I wrote a poem for my mother's service, which I called "A Mother's Love." On the tenth anniversary of her death, I wrote a Eulogy for a class project, and I have included both pieces as a tribute to my mother's life.

I'm coming up on my fourth year of being diagnosed with HIV. Although I have been undetectable since 2021, I am still learning to navigate through so much with this diagnosis.

To anyone who ever doubted themselves: trust me, you are more than enough. Keep showing up, keep speaking up, and watch doors open.

Every time I speak my truth, I invite people into a deeper understanding of me—not just my diagnosis, but my resilience, my laughter, my wisdom, and my health.

Today, I am only a shadow of myself. I can no longer escape from this prison that I have created for myself.

I felt very bad. I lacked even tears to cry. I only said one thing, "Be strong, Caro." And that was when my journey started...

The day started out like any other day. My daughter, Deondra Mae, was in the hospital again with pneumonia.