I took a picture of this tree just because the tree was once small, and it grew into this beautiful thing. I look at myself like that tree because people would bully me bad in high school. Going through all of that made me blossom to this person I am now.
Being positive looks different for everyone.
I was telling myself. “They are going to call me sick. They’re going to call me weak. They already think I’m skinny, so they really think I got something now.” I don’t know, it was weird how I had stigma against myself. I went three years without telling anyone because I needed to deal…”
When you see your progress, you’re like, “oh my God I’m at undetectable status. I’m still here. I’m helping my friend get on PrEP, because I love them.”
It’s a good warm, gooey feeling inside. I am thankful for where I am right now.
I don’t mind sharing my story because I know someone needed to hear it. It’s going to benefit someone.
It may not benefit a hundred people, but one out of a hundred if fine.
Snap Out Stigma 