Tomorrow

I get my test results back tomorrow. I'm scared, but shouldn't I be? The results will ultimately determine how my life, and the life of my partner, will be for the next 10 or 20 years. My life could be cut tragically in half. I'll learn that I can never have children. I'll learn that the rest of the world is still in the dark about a virus that silently affects so many people.

I've been strong though. The last few days have been good for me. Instead of sitting around thinking about what may happen, I've been actively trying to rethink my life and how to get past HIV. I'm confident I can do it, but I fear I can't do it alone -- as I so often try to do.