disclosure

Many of my thoughts land in a space of gratitude because my heart remains full that I get to meaningfully engage in work day-to-day that supports positive impact on the lives of women living with HIV.

Stigma is a killer, sure, but silence is the weapon it uses.

We often talk about awareness, but awareness requires visibility. It requires real faces, real voices, and real stories.

Todos asumimos algún riesgo al buscar compañía, y las personas con VIH no son una excepción.

We all take some risk in search of companionship, and those with HIV are no exception.

I would like to find sisterhood, mentorship, and support to overcome shared challenges and build self-esteem.

For as long as I can remember, I thought survival and worth were the same damn thing. If I was needed, I mattered. If I was wanted, I was safe.

Sometimes I think of telling my son about my status, but it's not easy.

Your fellow human beings can turn into your Judas Iscariot at any moment in this lifetime. Having friends who are pretenders and when a situation changes, immediately they switch you off.

Es posible recibir ayuda y sanar. Todo comienza con el acto de rendirse y tener una conversación con alguien en quien confías.