I became pregnant with my third kid, and who knew, she would be my last. Six months into my pregnancy, I found out I have HIV.
I had eventually hit my bottom, where I had to get into treatment. At that time I had a beautiful healthy son. I completed a drug program, got my own place and was in a new relationship. I decided to get tested because my significant other and I wanted a baby. I found out that I was HIV-positive.