I decided to share my story. It is not much different from the rest, but, well, I think it is important to say to those who are not going to read the other stories. I am 29 years old and two months and twenty-five days ago I discovered that I have HIV. I had a somewhat convulsive sex life and I didn't care about taking care of some people ... I think being drunk many times _helped_ me to get to the condition I live in today. But in the end, neither alcohol nor anyone is to blame, there is nothing else and no one else but you.
I haven't had an HIV test for many years for fear ... lack of courage ... but one day I decided to go for the test.
Not to be sick or have any symptoms. I was in perfect health.
I knew it could be positive, but I was pretty confident that it would be negative, since I had a boyfriend for over a year, with whom I had never used condoms and everything was fine. Recently, he had been tested for other reasons and that everything had gone very well also. That's what gave me a lot more security, despite the fact that I'm no longer with him ...
The day I received the result I was told that they repeated the test because he had tested positive.
I think that, like everyone, at that moment, I felt that my life came down. Everything I had planned for myself collapsed and, despite having many friends, I felt alone. No, I didn't say a word to anyone other than my mom, my ex-partner and a good friend.
For all those who are starting with this sad problem, I can only say that time makes all the dust go down and everything settles down. Time helps you to understand and assimilate this condition, the weather is like the spear of Alexander the Great: It hurts, it heals. Almost three months later, I can say that I am calmer. My life has changed a lot. I'm already under treatment.
Life must continue because we only have two options or we sit and wait for death to arrive, in which case it can arrive quickly or we move on with life, fighting for it in every possible and imaginable way and go ahead.
A hug from Panama.
reviewed by Mara Macedo
Translation Note: In Machado de Assis' work, I don't remember which of the titles of the famous Trilogy composed by Posthumous Memories of Brás Cubas, Quincas Borba and Dom Casmurro, Machado de Assis uses the same figure of speech that I used, although he has used it with much greater efficiency and property ...
In the narrative he quotes a legend that tells the story in which Alexander the Great, in the heat of battle, wounded one of his men. Upset, he stripped off his horse, looked at the spear and said: "You hurt, you will heal!" And he touched the wound with the spear and, according to legend, the wound closed. Machado de Assis goes on to say: “Time is like Alexandre's Spear. It hurts. It heals. If you haven't read it, read all three, it's worth it and teaches a lot about humanity, Humanism and, “humanitas”. To the winner, the potatoes!
Gave me poetic license (it's the first time I do it in 12 months of translation) because I felt that would not hurt the meaning of the text and put this explanation to fully understanding the content.
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