finding balance

What do you do when the life you want so desperately to forget collides with the life you've created? You feel.

Many may be able to relate that diagnosis day is rarely filled with happy memories. As time goes on, we cope and come to terms with our diagnosis and live out our bad ass lives, but there's still always that reminder.

Becoming a nurse taught me how to live with HIV.

Today I got the call that I have been not wanting to receive. I have known that my father has Alzheimer's, Dementia, and Parkinson's since May of 2020. It's been hard to make decisions for the person who I have felt caused me so much hurt.

We all have baggage, we are carrying emotions we weren't meant to carry, and have allowed them to shape our identity!

Being a Black woman and wearing the badge of honor of being strong is exhausting to say the least.

What was the most impactful were the stories told by each of us living with HIV. It would not have been nearly as successful without our voices.

So, if you remember my last blog, I shared my pregnancy news and my plans to breastfeed my baby. Well, I breastfed, it didn't last long though, but let's get into this short story.

I must admit in certain areas in my life I finally realized I was being a people pleaser. I never looked at it like that until I saw how it has affected me.

No tienes que pasar por tener VIH o SIDA solo. Incluso si no los tienes, puedes crear tu propia familia extendida.