By Getry Agizah and Ezra Kigondu
I stayed happily in my marriage for 33 years. One evening as I was cleaning my bedroom I found a bottle under the bed. I picked it up and read the label. To my surprise I realized that it contained anti-retroviral drugs. I was shocked and tattered completely not knowing what to do. I sat on the bed confused just to be awakened by my husband entering in. Seeing what I was holding in my hand, he snatched it and became furious and chased me away. Luckily my sister came to my rescue. After being given information by a neighbor, she took me for testing and I was found to be HIV positive and was placed on drugs immediately. It took me time to accept to the reality and that deteriorated my health. I have been struggling with that condition for the last 13 years and I have never spoken to my husband nor have I forgiven him. Female HROC participant.
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