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Mr. N.

I don't want to tell you HOW I got HIV, instead, I'll tell you what I did with it. The few weeks after my diagnosis, taking the train home from my crappy job, I would see people talking, laughing and living. It felt so strange to see the potential in everyone else while knowing that there was now a limit to the rest of my life. All these strangers seemed to have so much time to make something of themselves, and the time I would have had was now lost to HIV.

This same time, one of my friends was diagnosed with breast cancer, so we talked a lot about life. We reached a single conclusion: it doesn't matter how long you live, as long as you do something good with the time that you have. So I stopped thinking about what I could have done with all the years I would have had if HIV hadn't found me, and started thinking about what I should be doing with the limited time I do have.

So I took what was a directionless life, went back to school, and studied HIV. Six years later, I'm a PhD candidate at an excellent university and have begun experimenting on HIV, finding new ways to inhibit and hopefully destroy the pandemic it has caused. Don't get me wrong, I failed science in high school but now I know why: I had no motivation.

HIV is not just a physical infection, it is a psychological barrier trying to bring you down. Don't give in to this depression. If you're HIV positive, let that change in your life create to a positive outcome. HIV is the perfect excuse to move beyond the hum-drum of normal life and make your life something special, something worthwhile.