I’ve written a lot about the challenges of living with HIV on my blog. Pre-existing problems with depression and anxiety worsened, I resigned from my job, and as a result of having no money, had to move out of my flat. It has not, however, been all doom and gloom.
Two years down the line, my life is almost back on track, and I’m managing things a lot better. Given the chance to revisit the circumstances in which I contracted the virus, I would of course do things differently. But as