A friend asked how does feels to have HIV.
It doesn't feel. It has no feeling. I don't see it. I don't really see signs. I don't have lesions or fat deposits. I don't use meds or have any daily physical reminder I have HIV.
Sometimes I remember I have it. For instance, I was hanging out today and I saw some people who used wheel chairs, walkers, canes, and had a disability and I think how normal I am. That's when I remember. I am no longer normal. I have HIV. I pause. I sigh just a little. It's the smallest sigh. I stop and tell myself to move on and that life is ok. It's ok to have HIV. I will be ok with HIV. If they can move on then why can't I.
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