Unfortunately, many countries still maintain entry restrictions for people living with HIV, whether for studies or work.
This is a long and overdue blog, dedicated to an amazing woman and human being that I consider a sister and beloved friend.
I am convinced that conferences such as these contribute by creating the much-needed space for collaboration, knowledge-sharing, and empowerment.
In 2025, HIV/AIDS is still a big taboo in Africa. In my country, I had discussions with my relatives to know their opinion on the subject...
Nineteen years ago, I never imagined that I would one day have the strength to speak openly about my status in a leading HIV magazine. But here I am.
When diagnosed, a person confides in me and trusts my guidance and love. I kill stigma one day, one person at a time. Doors are opening and I feel alive.
I no longer have the hatred I used to have for my friend, but I still have that trauma from before, and when I think back to that time, I cry.
It felt like a warm blanket, comforting me in moments of loneliness, sadness, depression, and anxiety. When the weight of my emotions became unbearable, alcohol was there to dull the edges.
If you truly hear my message, please share it, find any way you can to resist and fight back, fight for me, because when they're done with me and my community, they'll come for you and yours.
It was from the second class that I really understood that I am HIV-positive. Since then, nothing was the same as before.