Tomorrow marks my 12th year of being HIV Positive, 11.5 of them being undetectable. I went into the hospital on the 12th, Den and I was scared. The 14th I went into a coma. Nearing 14 years later, my best friend and brother stands by my side. This is the first year I don't feel scared! No dreams, no panic.
Last year I talked about mourning the death of my past, now I look to the future.
Friday, February 11, 2011
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