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I am a retired RN and 58 years old. I was diagnosed in July 2002 while I was living in a battered women's shelter in Winston-Salem, NC. The person who infected me was my boyfriend of two years. He...
I've lost 11 pounds! I know its not much, but I'm finally in the double digits! I am 3 months into a 6 month doctor supervised weight loss program. My insurance requires this program prior to weight...
YOU GET TIRED! I know I must give hope and be "positive", but I have been in bed for 2 weeks with a horrible cold! FEVER, CHILLS, COUGH, ACHES, HEADACHE...horrible!! I know we all get colds, but it...
I rarely make it to the doctors. I don't recommend it...but there's nothing there for my time wasted. I have an appointment later this week, and the level of input on their part will determine my...
OMG!!!!! in a few days I will be 40 YEARS OLD!!! and 24 years living with HIV ! When I was infected in 1989 at the age of 16 and then diagnosed 1 week after my 18th bday in April 18 1991, IT WAS A...
I currently work at the National Call Center on HIV/AIDS and related disease in Nigeria. This has given me more opportunities to counsel lots of people and educate them on HIV/AIDS. We receive calls...
Like every good television detective, I have a knack for investigating a case until the truth is uncovered. As the detective carefully combs through the evidence, tension builds as he\she rules out...
OK... My soul is hurting. I feel so powerless. :( I have people from all over the world writing me that they have no medicine! That they are discriminated and it is happening here in the United States...
For weeks now I have been fighting depression. Sinking slowly down a dark, lonely and miserable hole feeling hopeless. In my head I have thoughts of, "Why am I here? I have no dreams anymore, no...
Today was my eighth anniversary with HIV. I was diagnosed in a small town doctor’s office, all alone and terrified, eight years ago today. It was the first time that I don’t remember crying when the...