That’s the prevailing air about this topic. It’s shameful, it’s dirty, it’s met with incredulously judgemental gawks. The stigma surrounding HIV is radically ignorant, leaving the vast majority of the population in fear of so much as the topic, much more so anyone diagnosed.
Every day is a survival struggle. Moving on, perhaps I am a bit forgetful, but my plate is full with trying to make ends meet.
After sharing my story at the conference, Lilieth and I became close friends. Prior to Lilieth and I being involved in a monogamous relationship, I wanted to know how difficult will it be to get on PrEP. I decided, what better way to educate the public about PrEP than to be on it myself?
One day, a dude I liked did not have an ID and wanted to have sex. So I got the condom, went on the side of the building, gave dude the condom thinking he would respect my health and me. I turned my back because I seen the condom go on. But dude took the condom off.
After asking my provider why I have never been asked about my sexual history/practices, her response was mind blowing: “Well, we talked about birth control and the possibility of you having a baby three years ago…”
As a former sex worker, I know how it feels to be judged and be subjected to people’s opinions and unwanted advice.