I have been undetectable of the illness since 2006; except for the stigma and unkind people that leave evident scars on my mental health.
What do you know about the truth? Seriously, I'm asking. What's true for you? How do you define truth?
A friend of mine was reading my last blog and he said that I should elaborate... I spoke about never really being able to experience sexual freedom...
In one way or another in various tones from forced to cheer to seriousness, at four out of five of my initial appointments after learning that I had HIV, someone made it a point to tell me that I wasn't going to die.
My name is Nakeisa Jackson and I am 30 years old. At age 19, I was diagnosed with HIV.
Growing up Poz and trying to follow American Society’s guidelines for dating and hooking up has been extremely difficult. The guidelines that we follow as a society in regards to dating and having sex...
Once upon a time, I thought and felt crazy to use the word "coming out of the closet.” Yes, I did all I could do to come out of shame, lies, agony, despair, and beat stigma caused by living with HIV...
I absolutely hate taking medicine. Especially this HIV shit. They told me at the beginning that I would have to take medicine everyday.
Disclosing my HIV status is usually one of the first things I do when I meet people. I mean, it's not like, "Hey, my name is Ci Ci and I have HIV!" Nah. It's more like, if I begin to see that person...
I'm not changing who I am because of your fear. So last Sunday an article came out about HIV with a small portion about me with a picture. So read this, ok I choose to be a voice because of comments...