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I do not associate with victimhood. Yet, in these moments, the victimization of a careless Congress and presidential administration may leave me vulnerable with an inability to pay for medical care and manage my disease.

Living today not knowing whether you will receive your medication during your next visit to your clinics isn't a joke.

Este país se atreve a hablar de "libertad" mientras millones están secuestradxs por la pobreza, el racismo, el capacitismo y la avaricia. ¿Qué tipo de libertad es esa?

This country dares to speak of "independence" while millions are held hostage by poverty, racism, ableism, and greed. What kind of freedom is that?

Last year I had the pleasure of being part of Dandelions Movement writing workshop that brought more healing than I anticipated. Once upon a time I did enjoy writing - in my youth, when I had time.

As I continue to blog and open up about my story for the first time, I hope to give readers insight into how a former barber from Rancho Cucamonga, CA turned an HIV diagnosis into the biggest blessing of her life.

Mientras sigo blogueando y compartiendo más de mi historia por primera vez, espero darle a las lectoras una idea de cómo una ex peluquera de Rancho Cucamonga, California, convirtió un diagnóstico de VIH en la bendición más grande de su vida.

After I got my diagnosis, I automatically started to apply what I knew, to ask questions, to better understand. You might not believe it, but we're still so far behind in terms of information.

Automáticamente después de saber mi diagnosis empecé a usar mi conocimiento, a hacer preguntas, a informarme porque, aunque no lo creas, todavía estamos muy atrasados en cuestión de información.

Being an avid traveller, I do have extra exercise and motivation to stay adherent and loyal to my medication. Otherwise, how can I enjoy holidays or work abroad when I am not healthy?