I was enlightened today..
He may not have told her the truth before
he died and I guess its good that he didn’t because then she wouldn’t have had
this deeper understanding of the matter..
She sat through a lecture today. It was a lecture about HIV/AIDS. The lecture was lengthy but
it was interesting and definitely informative. It took her through the publicly known facts about the
virus, things like the different ways a person is likely to contract the virus,
the different treatments available to people who are living with virus and the
different methods of prevention.
And then there's the cheesy phrases like:
prevention is better than cure.
But here's the interesting part, her
attention was caught by a diagram that illustrated the different stages that a
person, that has been infected, goes through before he or she dies.
In the first 12 weeks, a person is
highly infectious then the next 10 years or so they reach a level of
stability, so the virus lives in the body but its dormant.
In that period, their chances of infecting
the next person aren’t too high but that still does not wipe out the fact that it is highly
possible.
She must have met him during this period. Everything was masked and the surface was polished. She would have never suspected, but who would’ve. And there it was, the magical life together. Untainted and beautiful. Sacred and new. Fun and knitted. Violent and peaceful. Fulfilling and promising..
Promising security, promising life,
promising truth, promising marriage.. but killed by the unreality of a façade
that created cloudiness until he died.
See, he said he would marry her and assured
her that she was the only one. But
she still refused to consummate the relationship, he never penetrated her
being, her soul.
He was ill, and he didn’t know, she didn’t know this and if she had given herself up, she would’ve been well on her way to the grave too.
He was ill, and he didn’t know, she didn’t know this and if she had given herself up, she would’ve been well on her way to the grave too.
She never got the chance to question him about where he
had contracted the virus because he had never told her as soon as he had tested positive.
Fact of the matter is that she had refrained from ever having sex with him,
she put herself ahead and that’s why she’s still alive.
She relinquished all grip on all that he was to her because there were many others besides her.
It’s the harsh reality. The stigma is still attached to AIDS and no one takes the initiave to talk about the cornerstone of the epidermic.
Its until he got to the opportunistic diseases phase that he plunged into the whirlpool that was death, sucked all the life out of him and out of her… she watched the larger than life love of her life disappear into nothingness.
He should have told her the truth, she could’ve
revived him… it breaks her till this day.
He was the life she lost and in his death
she lost herself, but because she abstained from him she died and was
resurrected.
He died in pain, in silence and she
could’ve done so much more..
T*
My goodness what a moving piece. It highlights so much of what the affected and not necessarily the infected go through. It resonates the truth in so many different ways, that no matter how much we love someone the STIGMA sometimes overshadows the honesty that we assume is married to love.
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