I came face to face with death at thirteen years old.
I was labeled a troublemaker, my mom an unfit mother, and I was not welcome anywhere.
Listening to medical facts was not enough. People wanted one hundred percent guarantees.
My family and I held no hatred for those people because we realized they were victims of their own ignorance.
Because of the lack of education on AIDS, discrimination, fear, panic, and lies surrounded me.
Financial hardships were rough on us, even though Mom had a good job at G.M.
We had great faith that with patience, understanding, and education, that my family and I could be helpful in changing their minds and attitudes around.
AIDS can destroy a family if you let it, but luckily for my sister and me, Mom taught us to keep going. Don't give up, be proud of who you are, and never feel sorry for yourself.