I was living a promiscuous and risky lifestyle and because of that I contracted HIV close to two years ago.
This is a detailed account of what happened on that day:
It went into the clinic to do my regular STD & Rapid-Test and when the consular informed me that I was positive I was in utter disbelief. I asked her to redo the test and twenty minutes later the same results came back. I didn't cry or freak out where people may have to restrain me but that news of my new status had me in a zone. She told me that its not a death sentence like twenty years ago and young healthy looking guys like me life expectancy is the same as most people without the virus with today's current medicine. I didn't want to here anything else from her I just wanted to get out of there!! I quickly gived her the names of the people I was having sex with so they can be contacted and come in for the test and left promptly after.
After leaving the clinic I wanted to vomit, but nothing came up. Then I remembered that my aunt came from New Jersey that same day and she wanted to see me. We had a conversation that lasted a couple of hours but we never discussed my situation because her & most people in my family they are very homophobic and If I tell her news like that combine with my homosexuality it would of surely giving her a premature stroke. It would of just been too much for her to digest, plus I was trying to digest the news of my virus also..
It was like all the stereotypes happened to me that day: Homosexuality = HIV/AIDS
The next day I started work at 8AM and knew that that day we would of been short staff so I couldn't call call in sick or use any of my personal days. Imagine doing triple duty in an office and add over-the-phone & in-person consultation with clients nonstop to the mix!!
I'll continue this conversation in part two tomorrow
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