Have you ever felt like screaming and it's like nobody would hear you if you did?
This holiday season, while many are wrapping gifts and gathering with loved ones, I find myself walking through a different kind of transition — one filled with endings, beginnings, and a quiet, steady determination to choose faith over fear.
I've learned that being the center of my care team doesn't mean I have to do it all alone — it means I get to lead the conversation about my body and my healing.
To my sisters of resilience: it's okay to rest. You're still a warrior.
Every time I speak my truth, I invite people into a deeper understanding of me—not just my diagnosis, but my resilience, my laughter, my wisdom, and my health.
Being stigmatized with the closest friends and relatives... the people you really loved and trusted. It was really hard on me... But now I stand up straight to tell the world that I'm strong... Stigma can't kill my future.
I couldn't have imagined being where I am today. Now I can't imagine going back.
I'm choosing to live out loud—for the girl I used to be and for the ones who still think they have to shrink to survive. You don't. You can bloom right where you are.
Chiiiiillleee... You ever get so caught up in life that HIV doesn't even have a space in your thoughts?
Too often, I was told what I should say and how I should say it—by people working in HIV who do not have HIV.