I acquired HIV in 1985 from my fiancé who use to shoot dope as a teen in New York. What a gift he gave me. I spent the next few years in a drunken, coked out haze of parties and hangovers. I made a...
Sometimes, I feel like I’m living a lie. I live my “picture-perfect” life with my house in the suburbs, husband, child and career. Meanwhile, I’m fighting an inner battle, an even bigger battle than...
Today as I sit at work in between patients I was contemplating about something prolific to write today. I stumbled across a letter on Facebook that was posted by The Well Project. It was a letter that...