i only remembered now, July 1 was the exact date i was diagnosed.
how could i?
- i was busy (lotsa work to be done)
- i never felt better, my labs are spotless
- cd4 count is steadily improving (next visit this july)
- lovelife is busy (i found someone *wink wink)
- sexlife is amazing
- career is likewise improving
how could anyone remember the bad memories if everything in their life seemed perfect?
i'v always been a happy boy, not even HIV can change that :)
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