It was difficult to tell my lover I had HIV. I did it on the very first trip that he came to visit, about six weeks after I'd found out. I had presumed that as soon as he knew he would walk out. His reaction, after we had discussed it, was where would I walk to? It was very endearing, made us much closer, there's no question about that.
When I decided that I would tell, everybody was going to be told. I made no list. Because I knew that if I tell one person, that person may just run into another person and so on. If they are truly friends, they're entitled to my well-being and they're also entitled to my bad being or my worst being.
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