My HIV story started in 2014 when one of my dreams got true; I got accepted as a member of the cabin crew of Emirates Airlines. I was preparing to get my visa to move to Dubai and got advised to do some tests in my home country before moving over.
Touch my hands and kiss me on the cheeks Living for me has always been a sort of risk I don’t fear or praise any invisible thing My only enemy is resting beneath my skin
I had relocated to Spain just eight months before and the change of scene from Dublin to Barcelona was beyond what I had expected. In Dublin, I lived a very sheltered life, very naive and innocent and didn’t get myself involved in the gay scene. It just didn’t interest me. When I moved here, I...
The following story was sent to my inbox anonymously through the surveys section [http://questionmark.dev.onpressidium.com/surveys/]. Do you have a story? Share it with Questionmark. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “When I arrived in Dublin, I got drunk in freedom and got addicted to my newly felt independence. – *Information on title...
“It wasn’t until I was 21 that I discovered the word ‘asexual’. Before then I’d constantly put off thinking about sex and relationships because whilst I was pretty certain that I was attracted to both men and women, I was attracted to them in different ways and neither...
“I knew for sure that I was gay at 13, after binge-watching Queer as Folk (both the UK and US versions). In the 2nd Year of Art, I told three close girlfriends. They were completely supportive. One of them was that stereotypical straight white girl. She asked me the MOST...
