I was ok. In fact, when I learned I was positive January 31st of this year, I didn’t weep. Not that I kinda expected it but somehow, the turn of events during that week emotionally and spiritually prepared me for the big news. Holding the envelop, the first thing I did was call my best friend, a straight military man whom I consider my closest brother, maybe not by blood but by soul. He was worried to bits but he let me speak whatever I had to say. I was pretty sure he had a very slight idea where I got it but he did not ask any questions that would make me feel uncomfortable. The last time we talked about my (then) tendencies was in 2010. No, I am not out.
The culprit was not any social networking site but the unsettled issues I kept for so long. Could have I told my best friend that something I feared happened again, I must have not thought of seeking comfort and answers from random anonymous strangers back in January of 2012. This is a common formula for HIV patients nowadays. Voila! I felt strangely unhealthy by August.
This post is not about how I got it or whatever dramatic baggage I used to have back then. My first post aims to share with you how my life had more meaning and sense through my diagnosis. Learning how life should be lived purposefully and optimistically is the greatest gift this condition has brought me.
No this is not your typical drama series sort of blog about the virus. In fact, my goal is to make an account of how things are turning out better now that I have this gift.
Today, April 21, as I go home from our Self-Empowerment Training (SET), I feel better. I have always learned to look at the brighter side of things all my life but sure enough, I never thought my perspective would be broader, clearer and happier because of this weekend.
So hang on there and let me attest to the beauty of life.
This was a post from a previous blog I started right after attending SET. No posts were published after so I guess I will just share this message with you to encourage you to join a SET weekend if you are one of us and still hesitant to share it to people who can actually help you emotionally, spiritually and psychologically (even financially at some point).
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