All of us have a story, a triumph, something that may not be so glamourous at face value – but the breath in our bodies stand as a testament to the next person that hard things can be done.
All my love for you Job Corps; I've been meaning to write this blog for years!
I thank God because now there are so many places where they support us—people with HIV. The workshops they offer and the tools they provide, give us a chance to lead a normal life.
I'm constantly educating people. People that should know, don't. They grew up when the HIV epidemic started. So, I share my story because I want to help people. WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT HIV.
After I got my diagnosis, I automatically started to apply what I knew, to ask questions, to better understand. You might not believe it, but we're still so far behind in terms of information.
I felt that at one point in my life, there were so many things that were getting tossed at me that were built to just destroy a person. But I got through it.
What was the most impactful were the stories told by each of us living with HIV. It would not have been nearly as successful without our voices.
You don't have to go through having HIV or AIDS alone. Even if you don't have them, create your own extended family.
I started to realize that I wasn't the only person in this situation and that maybe we all lived under very different circumstances, but we all lived in the same situation.
Love has a curious way of defying our expectations and leading us down uncharted paths. My journey with Maximo is a testament to this unpredictability, a story of love, acceptance, and personal growth that challenged my beliefs and ultimately enriched my life.