When I look back over my life, it has been filled with many roadblocks, bad choices, deaths, and adversities--yet, somehow, someway, I have always found the strength to carry on.
I would go to my clinic hiding my face and the day before visiting the clinic I didn't sleep. I kept on thinking how will I do tomorrow?? Who will I meet there?
I left—not because I wanted to, but because I had to. I left to live.
I don't see myself, I'm trying to rediscover myself. I want to feel like myself again.
This moment calls to us to affirm our commitment to you and this work, based on our core values.
This world won't stop spinning just for me and my broken heart, meetings will still take place, conferences will still convene, and the community still needs an advocate to be their voice. If not me, then who?
Truth is, both forgiveness and the inability to forgive inhibit interpersonal relationships and growth and how we level up in life.
I don't feel like myself at all. I have often heard people talk about how they lose themselves after they have kids, that's where I feel I am.
Mi querida gente, prometí compartir con ustedes mi aprendizaje de SIDA 2024 en Múnich.
Words have tremendous power. That dumb ass saying about sticks and stones makes sense to say to kids, because its coming from an adult perspective with the experience of having learned to deal with the pain of harsh words.