Even though HIV is a part of my life, it doesn't dictate how I spend my time. I am very busy with my kids, work, and school. I am planning for my future.

After my family doctor confirmed my pregnancy, he referred me to an OB/GYN. My husband and I were so excited. A mere three months after being married, we were pregnant!

Whatever it is that frightens me so much, I know one thing, while I'm here I'm going to live, live, live...and while I'm at it, do everything I can to stay healthy.

Ellen is the reason I am so passionate about HIV/AIDS education and have worked in this field for the past 15 years.

Every time I am around someone, I don't want them to see that poor woman with HIV. I want them to see ME.

I'm still single and dating has become a nightmare overnight. I used to be comfortable disclosing to my "potentials", but not anymore.

I really do believe that my coworkers are afraid of the fact that I have HIV and do not want to eat any food I bring in.

A month into my marriage I discovered that I was 10 weeks pregnant and HIV positive. My husband of one month tested negative.

As you all know, this isn't a perfect world. I came to realize this better the weeks following my diagnosis.

I'm the person who thought I would kick the bucket from addiction in that crack house, where I lived and died on a daily basis, seven years ago.