She knew she was positive She just didn’t know how to be positive about it. From all aspects life seemed to be against her. Even those close to her no longer treated her proper. They kept avoiding her like a leper.
Her life was clearly fucked up. The myths surrounding this HIV/AIDS menace were more than the facts. Nobody wanted to buy her story that she could live longer by taking her drugs, Even a toddler in that village was made to believe that she would drop dead sooner than later.
She couldn’t even remember how many times she had tried to commit suicide and putting her life at stake because everyone was spitting on her like a snake.Was it once, twice, thrice… damn!! She lost count.
She felt like an outcast or more worse like she was cursed. She just clung to the little hope that one day, maybe just one day the world would understand and stop judging her.
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