Last January, my partner and I flew to Mexico for a vacation. On Day 1, out of the blue, I was stung by stigma. While swimming in the Pacific Ocean, I put my foot down, expecting to feel the soft sand, and instead stepped on a stingray, which spurred an excruciating sting and deep wound.
At the local clinic, I considered disclosing my HIV status, but this was a small Catholic town and I didn’t want to face people’s judgment or, worse, not be treated at all. So I decided against it. The do