EXPOSING OURSELVES – A YEAR IN THE LIFE OF (A) HIVSTER
I was diagnosed with HIV about a year and a half ago. I remember the day I was called into my doctor’s office and the car ride with Mario, a close friend and Editor of Hivster.com. The ride was tense speculating on what I think we both already knew. The tightness building up in my chest hurt and within an hour and a half our speculations were confirmed.
Seconds after leaving my doctor’s office, I looked into Mario’s eyes and he diverted his glance. He knew what I just learned. Looking up again, he saw me at one of the most devastating times in my life.
I broke down. And we cried.
I will always be grateful for Mario during those first few hours following that appointment, and the tremendous amount of work he’s done as our Editor.
As the initial shock wore off, I hoped to stay strong for my friends and family members who needed me, and I hope I gave them the appropriate time to grieve. I wasn’t and am still not fully over the diagnosis. It’s like the death of a loved one. You never recover fully. A piece of me died that day, and I’m constantly reminded of what hurt me so much.
The first two months consisted of many conversations that ranged from how long I had left, to suggestions of homeopathic treatments, to placating irrational, can-I-drink-out-of-this-cup fears (seriously), to the typical yet necessary teaching moments answering questions such as, “Can I catch it from this or from that?” and so forth and so on.
After all that was settled, the hard part began – letting myself grieve and come to terms with a disease I will have for the rest of my life.
Ultimately, I needed to escape and that’s what led me back into writing. I was given a chance to share my experience in an essay for BUTT magazine. The response and support from the story healed my battered heart, and from there on I set out to give others the same comfort that I was fortunate enough to have received.
A group of friends and a few people who commented on my piece from BUTT helped in the creation of Hivster.com and I am grateful to all of them for their highly professional, somewhat tiresome, unpaid work.
As I write I am about to head out on another promotional ‘tour’ for Hivster.com packed full of meetings with much promise with groups and organizations in Seattle, San Francisco and New York. Hopefully, with the support of our readers we can expand and reach more cities and give those a chance to share their stories.
Hivster.com is connecting with some amazing people. We’re proud to be able to share others’ personal experiences with HIV and hope that by doing so we can help wash the stigma and shame away.
The last year has given me the pleasure of meeting some inspirational people and building partnerships with really cool organizations, writers and designers. Everyone involved with the site has become a friend and I feel like Hivster’s mission is being met.
Namely, life is about fun, community, culture and health regardless of HIV status.
But my work continues, as does Hivster’s. October 4th will be our one year anniversary and we promise you another year of touching personal stories, celeb interviews, fashion and current and up-to-date prevention and awareness information.
Ultimately, Hivster is about sharing truths, our truths, no matter the discomfort, no matter the cost.
HIV won’t stop us from baring it all. Rather, it requires us to do so again.
We invite you to join Hivster.com as we continue to fulfilling our mission, everything dollar helps.

PLEASE DO SOMETHING FOR CHARLOTTE, NC! It is the worst place to be HIV positive in. It has no support or social groups. What they did have was dominated by just a few. The average gathering had on usual SIX people in attendance. Visitors would come then NEVER come back. The stigma is strong here, very strong. It is very conservative here and YES the Democratic National Convention will be held here in 2012. We all know that there are more than just SIX people with HIV in this city. They just do NOT know how to create a FUN group. It cannot be depressing every time some sort of meeting is held. ALL people with HIV are NOT sick and half dead. I follow on yahoo groups the SIN (Strength In Numbers) out of Dallas/Fort Worth. They do fun activities, go to dinner parties, go camping, BUT of most importance they stick together and have a ‘community’. I am considering a move to another city, it’s that bad here. Why should I stick it out in a place where the only support I can get is if I am sick and almost dead. Charlotte does a very good mission with RAIN (Regional Aids Interfaith Network). I do NOT need this, I am healthy and feel good BUT I feel so alone here. Yes, I’ve to take my meds but that is the only AIDS related activity I have to do once a day. Being alone is Hell. It does not seem to be getting any better.
mark,
Email me: [email protected] and then I can give you a call and discuss this a bit. We are more than happy to do what we can.
Brad Crelia
Editor -At- Large
Hivster.com
Brad,
Very moving and great work on the site. Were you infected from unprotected anal intercourse or in some other way? Like a lot of people, I wonder about the risk of transmission from unprotected oral sex.
Thanks