*Takes a deep breath*
So here it is, the fifth year of my living with HIV.
I am not on ARVs, as my immune system seemed to only get better and better after the first “conversion ‘flu” about six weeks after I was infected.
However I’ve made the decision to go onto ARVs upon returning from holiday in the desert. Just because it’s better for my body.
As for how this disease has affected my life:
I have not withered away and died.
My little stowaways have not jumped ship to infect anyone else.
I have not lost a single friend, though some have been understandably upset when I disclosed to them - but only ever out of concern for me.
My family has not abandoned me - in fact we are closer and understand each other much better than we ever have.
I have not lost my job or been treated unfairly by anyone because of my status. Except for that one internet troll that one time at band camp.
I experience exceptional health and my diet has somehow gravitated towards more nutritious food.
Apart from a daily vitamin supplement I have not had to resort to pills or slews of medication.
If anything this is giving my life purpose and meaning.
If anything it is showing me what friendship is.
If anything it is teaching me to take better care of myself.
If anything it is making me a better human being.
If anything it is teaching me the value of life and love.
I had to make a choice the day I was diagnosed: Am I going to be a victim, or is this going to help me grow.
Today I can say proudly that I love my life. There is nothing to be scared of. Get tested.
I have HIV and I live a healthy, productive, crazy and befonkte life!