After enduring so much stigma from people who claim to love and want what's best for me... I unconsciously began to stigmatise myself. Which I see now is the worst form of stigma.
I forgot who and what I am. I conformed to who and what they made me out to be. That's the problem... I conformed. My mom and sister love me but will not have me shame the family by being open about my status... So, I conformed.
My pastor and his wife didn't want me to shame their church and their God by being open about my status... So, I conformed.
My fiance/ex wanted me to stay in an abusive relationship coz no 1 will love me anyway... So, I conformed.
But that's not me! I'm not a conformist! I do what I want, when I want... I'm a Diva for crying out loud! So today I snapped, I gave him back his ring, got on the pulpit and told how much God loves me even when I'm regarded a disgrace to some, I challenged the parents who can't accept the fact that I have an STI to get their kidz out of my club.
The shame that I have been carrying is finally off my head.... I'm a goddess, I'm Divine, I am Inspiration, I'm Valuable, I'm Amour (love)... I'm a D.I.V.A.