HIV empowered me - and now I am free.
When I first found out I had HIV - I believed my life was over. I come from a catholic upbringing, and even though I no longer practice, those feelings of guilt and shame still lingered.
There were things that good girls do and there were things that bad girls do. I fell squarely in the bad girl category and the shame and guilt of HIV consumed me.
When I was given the news that I was HIV positive I went home, lay on the sofa and cried like I had never cried before. I cried for who I am, I cried for what I had lost and I cried for my future. But most importantly, I cried alone. I felt so consumed with shame that I felt I could tell no one. Continue reading...