I believe in myself as I look forward to graduating from Hamilton Heights High School in 1991.
Rumors of sneezing, kissing, tears, sweat, and saliva spreading AIDS caused people to panic.
I was labeled a troublemaker, my mom an unfit mother, and I was not welcome anywhere.
I spent Christmas and the next thirty days in the hospital.
A lot of my time was spent searching, thinking and planning my life.
Given six months to live and being the fighter that I am, I set high goals for myself.