I moved back from Orlando because I was diagnosed with HIV, I tried doing it on my own and I just couldn't do it mentally, physically and emotionally. I just had no stability, that comfort to have somebody there. So I ended up moving back to Philly to be with my mom, my father, my family. They were my support system. They were the ones who took care of me. There were the ones who made sure I was okay with everything. I didn't have that in Florida because I was on my own. I went to work and came home to myself. Yeah, I had friends. They knew but they did not understand; that was brand new to them. And they tried their best to support me but they just couldn't grasp the idea of why I had HIV.
When I was first diagnosed, I wanted my parents to be the first to know. I called my mom. You could tell that she had a sense of worry. She just said "everything we be ok. We're going to get through this together. From a mother to a son, I trusted her and I believed her and I sit here today.