Valentine's Day for Women Living With HIV -- Finding Your Heart, Soul and Voice
February 11, 2014
It's not easy being a woman living with HIV, especially if you happen to be looking for love. But, if there's one thing that Marcia, Patricia, Cecilia, Nicole, Sharon and Andrea want to share with TheBody.com's readers, it's that the question shouldn't be whether someone loves you, but whether you love you. Each of these women has had her own struggles with dating, marriage and HIV, but each has come to the conclusion that a relationship with someone else doesn't mean anything unless the most important relationship -- the one with yourself -- is flourishing.
Excerpted from interviews for TheBody.com's This Positive Life series, these short clips are samples of the larger stories each of these interviewees has to tell. Aside from love and relationships, they discuss their diagnosis, first disclosure and the state of their health since receiving the news that they are HIV positive.
Table of Contents
- Marcia Dorsey on Finding Self-Love With Acadiana Cares, a Local AIDS Service Organization in Louisiana
- Patricia Nalls Discusses Dating as a Part of a Healthy, Fully-Realized Life
- Cecilia Chung Discusses Dating While HIV Positive and Transgender
- Nicole Price on Her First Disclosure and Dating Success
- Sharon Gambles on Finding Love, Intimacy and Laughter
- Andrea de Lange on Finding Herself and Finding Love With Her Husband
Marcia Dorsey on Finding Self-Love With Acadiana Cares, a Local AIDS Service Organization in Louisiana
Because every time [Acadiana Cares] need someone to go out and advocate for people living with HIV and AIDS, I go. I go, because I can never give back to them what they gave me. They gave me back my life. They gave me back my dignity. They helped me feel like a woman again. They let me know that they cared, and that I mattered. They taught me not to be afraid. They taught me to take care of me, to love me, to look out for me. And they helped me learn to live.
Also, because having HIV and AIDS doesn't define who I am. It doesn't make me me. It's not my soul. It's not my heart. It's not the love that I care for people. It's just a disease that I didn't stand in line for -- it wasn't my turn -- that I got from a man that I loved with all my heart, who simply didn't know how to love me back. It happens. And God makes us soldiers in the fight.
Not all of us are brave enough to stand up. Not all of us are strong enough to speak out. Many of us hide in shame, as black American women, because we fear ridicule, and shame, and dishonor, and everything that the world thinks we should -- when it's not our fault. It's nobody's fault. It happens. So? It happens.
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