In this profound journey through the shadows, I've witnessed the evolution of our complex relationship with HIV and our quest for healing – my mother's and mine.
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I recently had a deep dive regarding U=U with a writer from POZ Magazine and what it means to me as a Latina living with HIV.
Community Advisory Board chair and A Girl Like Me blogger, Marissa Gonzalez and Tony Christon-Walker discuss disparities that make viral suppression harder for people of color.
Watch a very special episode of A Girl Like Me LIVE – three lifetime survivors of HIV discuss the importance of identity, language, their growing movement, and more.
My decision to openly share my HIV status at the age of 23 was not about seeking attention but about filling a critical gap in the conversation.
Sigue luchando, paso a pasito. ¿No puedes hacerlo tú sola? Busca ayuda...
Keep fighting. Take it one step at a time. Can't do it by yourself? Seek help.
Yoga played a transformative role in helping me come to terms with my HIV diagnosis and regain control of my life. Before embracing yoga, I was a very heavy drinker. In fact I was a functioning alcoholic. I worked hard and played hard. Heavy drinking...
My lovely people, these past few days I have been very proactive and this is really boosting my confidence and energy as well. Last weekend I was invited to give a THRIVE workshop during the 4th National HIV positive Day, an initiative by Utopia_BXL...
August 29th marked 102 days... and while I am very late providing an update, I wasn't quite ready...
"Upon hearing the title, I expected to hear about some form of injection as a cure, similar to a vaccine. But I was quite mistaken."
"No one could ever understand the sentiment she was expressing through her words like someone else living with the virus in their blood. It makes us connected."
Managing HIV as children and into adulthood is an experience and a bond that is difficult to describe.
It is September 25th, 2023. This day marks my 11th year of knowing that I'm living with HIV.
Have you ever felt invisible? As a child I felt invisible. In my home there were just three of us: my mother, my brother, and me.