You guys don't know of my early adulthood, but it was something else, and this is not the place. Before Cupid was the cross. It's very personal, but still a huge part in how i connect with the world. To make a long story short, I developed schizophrenia (now diagnosed as schizoaffective) and thought I was dying of AIDS, and noticed the scar on my wrist. But things got weird after that. But I remembered what happened in my early years, and rediscovered my connection with 'being.' <3
I eventually tested negative.