So June 25 they 2017 was the last negative hiv test me an my were freshly involved so we hadn't been together to long may a few weeks , I donated plasma twice a week doe years so I knew as far as stds I was clean until this , July 9 I tested positive an my life completely changed because you hear about people with he condition but u never really know who has it

And to be on the other side hurts my soul and part of me feels maybe it's because I was so hateful towards the ones who had it

Not hateful in a derogatory way but more of a you should've known better . But it's true it can happen to anyone , I guess . My partner knew in April of 2017 so he know but he was as they say undetectable there was a lower chance to catch it but I still was never given a chance to say yes I want todo this I guess I'm just a young single black mother who is now just another statistic , I just really needed to vent , please keep all negative comments please don't need that in my mental space right now , I feel like someone killed me and now Im just suppose to live my life as a normal person like I don't feel myself dying