Hickery Dickery Dock!
This path I have to Walk
The clock struck 9
My meds went down fine
I happy I’m Living
I Rock!
DID YOU KNOW THERE WAS A 1&2. I was in a message with someone and disclosed and this is what was asked of me. HIV 1/2. My ignorant self couldn’t answer. It placed a serious concern in my spirit. Maybe I am not paying enough attention. So I looked at my labs and it said. HIV 1. PROBLEM SOLVED. NOPE STILL POSITIVE AND THE STIGMA IS STILL REAL.
This may help:
http://www.news-medical.net/health/HIV-1-and-HIV-2-Whate28099s-the-Difference.aspx
So my hair is thinning. But I am not done. I push through everything because I have no choice. I refuse to go quitely. Someone is giving up on life over this mess. Well, if they see me living and bold with my existence maybe they understand they have the power to overcome too. Nobody really wants to understand that when I go through rejections its on a completely different level. When I catch a cold it more than that. When I fall inlove it means more to me than most.
Love means I am not alone and somebody cares about my existence. Somebody is prepared to be strong when I am weak. When simple things become just a little bit harder for me to handle. I have different view on love.
Life, my days from one to the next is very important to me. What did we do today? What did we accomplish today? What did ee laugh about today? What did the kids do today? Which one is leaving to start thier own life…
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OK so I am up. 11pm is late for me. But my brain is steady going! I was working on the website today sahiv.yolasite.com. I had a head ache by the time I finished. Well I have more to do but I had to get off of that computer. Felt so good today. The wind was blowing and the sun was shining.
My daughter accepted this little dog from some kids in our apartments. He was running all through the house making mess. Chewing on shoes and everything. I almost lost it. I love dogs it’s great therapy to have a pet. I would like a bully pit. Blue one! Beautiful Animal.
I was thinking about disclosure (telling status) and how scary that is for most hiv-ers. The back lash the negative stuff people say. I really don’t care. I have already heard the worst of it. But my heart goes out to those that don’t have a positive group of people around them.
Sounds crazy but I am so excited to just be free with sharing what I deal with being positive. Hopefully folks will get educated and learn how to be supportive when it comes to positive relatives. A support system is important. Some people lose the will to live and your support and love can pull a person out of the darkness. It renew their self worth. Could mean the difference between life and death.
It comes with the territory. Having to tell someone you are positive. Then one day deciding to just stop hoping for love all together. I didn’t get an invitation to this party. I woke up like this. A mother of 4 married. Preaching the Gospel. Calling sin sin. Singing and up lifting others. Telling them it’s gonna be alright. This is just a test of your faith. We’ll my test came and stayed. I have married and loved. Married and been abused. And even now in my singleness dread to thought of starting again. Leaving love to the birds and selling my self to the cause til God calls me home. I woke up like this.
What kind of life style we’re you living. You must have been hoeing! RIGHT! That’s what it is! Nope. I wasn’t! You must have been on drugs! RIGHT! Nope. I WASN’T! I woke up like this! But I was trying to love my husband and take care of my children. Divorced. This stigma brought alot of new things in to my life to fight that I never thought I would have to deal with. Someone said just don’t tell no body. I got nerve up.