Writing Myself Out of Hell

Anonymous nonsensical journal entries during a frightful year of wondering about HIV. 22 year old.

Name:

This is the side of me I can't expose with name attached.

Friday, February 24, 2006

Tying it all together.

Fear.

Humiliation.

SHAME.

Regret.

10.5 months.

November to October: 10 1/2 months of the breaking up of my brain.

Coherent blog? No. Just tidbits, likely unintelligible.

If you've wondered whether you had HIV, if you were getting tested for HIV, if you were scared shitless about AIDS, then maybe, this will mean something. I don't know.

Goethe was right; earth is the mental institution of the universe.

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