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#MyStoryOutLoud | a project of Advocates for Youth
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This message is for the YOUTH and YOUTHFUL.

As I reflect on #WorldAIDSDay, I think one of the most important messages that I want youth to take away from the celebration is knowing their truth and standing firm in it. It’s wild because it almost feels like I came out twice. The first time gave me life. The second coming out was my old body dying from what was my perception of what it means to be HIV-negative. While not said explicitly, society teaches you in many ways that being HIV-negative grants you many privileges, that being HIV-negative means that you have made the right choices thus far. “It couldn’t be me” is the mentality that I speak of.

According to Merck and the Prevention Access Campaign, approximately 23% of the survey participants stated that they either were “not at all informed” or “somewhat informed” about HIV.

Speaking only from my worldview and my experience—If you live in the South, from a reproductive health perspective, you more than likely had a mediocre class that spread stigmatizing language about HIV, which made you afraid. I know that was my experience.

I remember the bolder term in my Health book in seventh grade, and I remember how “dirty” I felt thinking about the word and how it must’ve been painful to live with.

Something that kills you slowly surely sounds like a curse.

But it was bittersweet for me.

My positive diagnosis unlocked a different part of myself that I was too afraid to tap into. I found my voice, my conviction to live and a purpose to thrive.

My family was my support, my mentors, everything that I could possibly ask for in reconstructing myself to live with a newly added identity, a new HEALTH CONDITION.

And when I say family, I’m not just talking about blood relatives. I’m talking about my brothers and sisters who also know that it can literally be….a hard pill to swallow.
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Toraje, Georgia

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According to a recent study by the Prevention Access Campaign and the pharmaceutical company Merck, 28 perfect of HIV negative people avoid hugging people living with HIV. The study uncovered widespread stigma from young people. We know that this is a direct result of the lack of sex ed that is inclusive and medically accurate.
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This is why ECHO exists. While there are young people reinforcing stigma, primarily due to misinformation, there are young people working to educate and support their communities in eliminating HIV stigma.
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ECHO is young, powerful and taking over! Join us in taking action today: https://actionnetwork.org/le…/update-hiv-policy-in-our-state

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ameera, wisconsin, muslim youth leadership councilmember (she/her)

never enough.

Not masculine enough for my family or for what society thinks I should be,

not feminine enough for how a faggot or tranny is usually seen,

not talented enough to be a master of one trade,

not skilled in enough to be a jack of all,

not Muslim or religious enough to feel at home in a masjid,

not queer enough to feel at home with gays,

not quiet enough to enjoy the company of nerds,

not talkative enough to be a socialite,

not skinny enough,

not active enough,

not cultured enough,

not selfless enough,

not selfish enough,

not thoughtful enough,

not practical enough,

not thorough enough,

not nice enough,

not tough enough,

not considerate enough,

not successful enough,

not rich enough,

Not white enough,

not black enough,

Never good enough. never happy.

Never able to please others, never able to please ourselves.

Never good enough.

We are the misfits. And we are ok with ourselves.

We are ok.

We are perfect not despite, but because of our imperfections.

We are. Never enough.

And that means we are enough.

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“i found out about @cascade_hu on Twitter and Tumblr and just through research i was doing before i got to Howard.  i’d just come out to people in my high school after i graduated and i needed to find queer people, queer black people in particular, cuz i knew queer people in high school, but there’s something about black queer people that i wanted to be around. i went to the first mixer during my freshmen year and i’ve been consistently involved ever since. probably one of the best organizations i’ve ever been about part of.”

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