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It’s too late to play house
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1st blog entry of any kind Ive read in maybe 2 years. The title caught my attention because I'm just now starting to feel the very opposite. Its been about a year since I contracted HIV. In the past year Ive been through trials & tribulations that reach far passed this virus. Ive felt like I would just die alone in an apartment somewhere one day. My body waiting to be discovered by the landlord or some druggie buddy who... (I have reached char. max) BASICALLY, THERE IS AN "AFTERLIFE" OF HIV.
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Katarina
I can so relate to this with my own mother. Shes been awful towards me and I just can't stand to have her in my life anymore. It's sad cause she's my mom, but she is so toxic,so no she's gone , out bye. Like you I can't pretend to like her either.
July 8, 2017 • Stockholm, Sweden