LOGIN“Actually, I would suggest it is high-risk behaviors rather than high-risk groups. As it is the behavior which causes transmission rather than groups of people.” Another said whilst holding his chopstick.
Here in China, HIV knowledge has already become part of the mainstream society. But what we need to pay more attention on is how to convey it properly and prevent stigmatization. No group is high-risk rather only the behavior is high risk. In fact, the LGBT people that I know are all very knowledgeable on the HIV subject, much more so than the heterosexual people around me and even partake in HIV tests a lot more often. Hence the LGBT community are a lot more transparent and collaborate together to prevent future transmission whereas it is heterosexual people who are more at risk nowadays.
If HIV exists as a mental illness, it will hurt those who are already HIV positive-
At their workplace, if they tell their workmates they risk being fired from their job leading to depression and maybe even suicide, hence HIV can even count as a mental illness.
Even in their own LGBT community, they may be stigmatized and excluded.
Everyone has a basic desire to share major changes in their lives especially when you can’t carry the burden yourself. However, in this society; that burden is for them to bear alone.
“Before I had it, there was an HIV carrier who liked me, but I rejected him”
They should have the right to love and the right to have the same intimate experiences as everyone else, but unfortunately HIV has become a barrier for them to have that right as well.”
“I’ve never thought about that.”
“Sigh, I don’t know what to do.”
Another person shared the story where his father died of AIDs yet their family was not infected. And similar stories such as these are reported quite often where the members of a family living with HIV had not been infected by others for decades.
I remember when I went to Peking University this time last year to participate in a WHO debate contest on the distribution of condoms. Organizers reminded us very seriously that we should not call them bi-yun-tao (pregnancy prevention hood) rather it should be called an-quan-tao (safety hood). Because condoms first and foremost are not to prevent pregnancies but to promote safer sex and to prevent the spread of HIV and other sexually transmitted diseases i.e gonorrhea, HPV, syphilis, etc.
But its difficult to explain this, because most would simply see it as a way of having sex without getting pregnant and not realize this danger.
Several people sitting on the table are probably single. When we started to talk about relationships, one of the them mentioned that in the past there was someone who liked him, he had never been in a relationship before but when he told him that he had HIV, he rejected him. He never thought he would be in the same tragic position as that person.
(In the Chinese language, there is no gender hence the translator/me presumed that both these people are men)
One of the carriers came from Hangzhou, he is currently in the process of choosing his major at university and wants to study media. “I think I developed quite early, I was already sexually aware by the time I was 8 and once I was in junior high and I was already doing it even with men who was a lot older than me.” Its likely that these men who were older than him didn’t use condoms but having said that its also likely that he didn’t mind as much either.
“Wow, you’re that young?! I’m like 10 years older than you, I’ve never even had a sexual encounter with someone as young as you.”
“Ah, but I have.”
I ask the guy sitting next to me “After you tested positive, have you done it since?”
“Its only been 5 days since I got my results.”
Next we chatted about our own history on coming out and we had nearly finished.
After we’d finished, they even came up to me and took selfies with each other. Through that, I went back to the role of a celebrity being adored by my fans.
But compared to being adored by others, I’d much rather learn about other people, their lives and how they are perceived in society. They do not need around the clock daily care and assistance. So for their sake, I don’t want to write an article about pity for. Hence this article isn’t actually written for them, but its written for you sitting in front of the computer and learning about a new community.
Around 9, we all went downstairs by the same elevator, some went home by metro, others got a taxi, a few even went back to work whilst me and my colleague went off to drink a few rounds.
This was a very pleasant meal, I have learnt a lot about a new community and even though they are different, I realize that they are not that different.
“This pill organizer is really helpful” All of them had started taking medicine, carrying it with them everyday wherever they go, to the unknown eye it looks innocuous just a few pills which could pass off as ibuprofen or whatever. But it is these pills which will stabilize their condition and allow them to prevent their conditions turning into AIDs. One pill a day; everyday for the rest of their lives.
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