Living with this disease is a hard thing to live with. Some will turn their backs and that is a fear in itself. Not getting support, not knowing if people will accept you and your illness. Sometimes you feel strong and healthy sometimes you don’t, mentally and phsyically. It’s an everyday thing that I live with. When I first found out that I had the virus, I wanted to die. I couldn’t see myself getting smaller. There would be times that the medication would make you sick, when they don’t work. That’s when the fear comes, but faith over come fears. I thank God that I’m alive and strong to deal with my disease. I do believe that there would be a cure. I might not hear about it, but I will know about it.
P.S. People who live with this disease, be strong and thank God that you’re alive.
By Michael Bostick.
5/ 21 / 2001 |
