I am practicing sitting with things a bit before tackling them. Projects, tasks, even questions I may be asked. I think it's important in the space and age I am in life. Giving things time to either fall into place or to come to a workable order in my head. Less stress, less rush.
I was speaking to a group of women about HIV and prevention, and they were asking about my advocacy work. Questions like: Is it scary? (Sometimes.) Do my feelings get hurt? (Yup!) Do I worry about disclosure? (Rarely, these days.) How do I think HIV has changed my life? (It has, both infinitely and incrementally.) I answer questions like these all the time. My answers were true, but somewhat habitual. Then one of the women asked how I would define my HIV journey or legacy. I spent some time thinking about it because I didn't want to be flippant or give the same answer that I've heard before. I struggled with the answer, to be honest. Not because I didn't want to answer, or couldn't, but because I don't want to define it. Not in simple terms anyways. Continue reading...
