I was particularly restless knowing that the flight will be delayed for at least 2 hours. You sent me a message on Grindr asking If I was also in the airport. I told myself, “Hell! No, I won’t screen anyone in the middle of the airport!” But you just asked if we can have coffee and smoke.
I said yes.
You came to the smoking lounge and I was surprised. I saw you earlier with a big group at the check-in counter that held the queue. I was really irritated with your group since you were holding the line. Sorry.
We went over the the coffee shop and chatted. I made the effort of talking about HIV and giving you as much information as I could knowing I won’t be able to screen you (plus I checked in all the screening kits). You were asking questions. You were like, “What’s CD4?” and “What’s undetectable?”. I told you more stories about the community. You asked about how I came about going full time in the advocacy. It was a good chat.
You’re a nice guy.
After an hour. we went back to the lounge. And you lit your cigarette and said, “I’m positive”. I casually asked since when, and you said December 2017. You told me about your monogamy with your ex with whom you just broke up last Feb. Apparently you said, he disclosed that he’s been positive for 5 years. You were sure you got it from him since you never had sex with anyone and you were negative as of January 2017. I chose not to probe.
I was glad you disclosed. I can only hope we can be friends since you seem to want to know more about the community, and about HIV. And about living with HIV.
Thanks for trusting me. I will disclose as soon as we meet, I didn’t want to steal your thunder by saying, “me, too” when you suddenly disclosed. You had so much frustrations and pain, and love, for your ex that I opted to hold back from disclosing.
I will see you soon again.