We live in a world where Black Trans women are hurt—and killed—by the very men who claim to love us. And when we dare to fight back, we're punished.

I'm choosing to live out loud—for the girl I used to be and for the ones who still think they have to shrink to survive. You don't. You can bloom right where you are.

There's nothing wrong with the way your mind works. In fact, it may just be your greatest strength.

I don't see myself, I'm trying to rediscover myself. I want to feel like myself again.

This country dares to speak of "independence" while millions are held hostage by poverty, racism, ableism, and greed. What kind of freedom is that?

💔Stigma can be louder than the virus 🕊 Healing is not linear 🧠 Mental health matters 💉 Science saves lives 💪🏽 I am not a statistic

Unfortunately, many countries still maintain entry restrictions for people living with HIV, whether for studies or work.

Last night, the Amsterdam Dinner Event once again proved its power as the Netherlands' largest annual fundraiser for innovative, life-saving HIV initiatives.

This framework is my way of calling out the systems of tokenization, manipulation, and performative inclusion—especially in spaces that claim to advocate for us.

Chiiiiillleee... You ever get so caught up in life that HIV doesn't even have a space in your thoughts?