domestic violence, abuse

It feels so good to be safe. I know a couple of my blogs were pretty intense. Since I made the move and I'm running on blind faith, these things are actually coming together, coming together slowly...

Falling into place Falling fast speed Falling leaves allowed to breathe. They say time heals all wounds. From my experience hard lines drawn in the sand everything can be overcome with a supportive...

I thank God because now there are so many places where they support us—people with HIV. The workshops they offer and the tools they provide, give us a chance to lead a normal life.

Le doy gracias a Dios porque ahorita hay muchos lugares donde nos apoyan por cuestión de la condición. Gracias a los talleres que nos dan, gracias a las herramientas que nos dan, nosotros podemos llevar una vida normal.

The tracks leave uncertainty cruelty and shame. The devil lied, it's part of his game. Fear the Lord and find your space. I'm not falling apart I'm falling into place.

I'm never beat until I quit trying. It's been a week in my motel. No abuse, no drugs, I am climbing my way out of depression and being grateful for all I have.

I believe it when my street ministry lady and case worker tell me I'm falling into place not apart. Although it may feel overwhelming I don't dare become stagnant.

Yo siempre estoy educando a los demás. Las personas que deberían saberlo, no lo saben. Crecieron cuando comenzó la epidemia del VIH. Entonces, comparto mi historia porque quiero ayudar a la gente. NECESITAMOS HABLAR SOBRE EL VIH.

I'm constantly educating people. People that should know, don't. They grew up when the HIV epidemic started. So, I share my story because I want to help people. WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT HIV.

During the last two and a half years I have been silent, my voice quiet and non existent.... Today I adjust my sail and scream so I can clear my throat and begin to unload all the turbulence I have been navigating alone.