How I Conquered My Fear and Fell in Love with an HIV+ Man

I met Oliver a week after my 19th birthday, at a mixer thrown by a few friends. I still remember what he wore—a red flannel shirt with fitted jeans, classic Converse and two small, pearl earrings. His complexion was soft, his face riddled with perfect imperfections:  Read More

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