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Six years ago, I walked out of the immunodeficiency clinic at Toronto General Hospital terrified, sent off with a big spiral-bound book on living with HIV/AIDS in Ontario.
Toronto has some 19,000 people who are HIV , according to the AIDS Committee of Toronto, including 3,200 who might not know they've got it.
I'd heard of people catching other STDs and STIs in university, but I'd never heard even a rumour of anyone being diagnosed with HIV in my circle.
But I knew I wasn't okay, and felt that keeping my inner trauma a secret was going to make me explode like a shaken pop can.
Although doctors told me I was quite healthy despite my diagnosis, I lived in constant fear of my own body.
It turned out that my boyfriend had known even before he met me that he was HIV but kept it from me.
I maintained a facade: a good job, lots of friends, a gym membership.
Disclosure is a very nerve-racking and sometimes endangering decision.As shameful as it is to admit now, somewhere in the back of my mind I felt immune from such things.I'm a straight female living in the Annex whose drug of choice is pot. I had a compartmentalized image of who "gets HIV," as if anyone is ever insulated in a city of millions, or a world of billions for that matter.To this day, she is the only other Black female with HIV in my age range that I've met.She's navigating dating, her health and getting on with her life, just like me.