My name is Aaron. I was born in Mexico and I live in London. I’ve been here for 8 years.
I was diagnosed in 2004 when I was living in Spain. I was quite shocked and said, “How long do I have?” I was still full of information from the ‘80s and ‘90s. I remember going back in the bus, looking at all these old people, and thinking, “Oh my gosh, I am never going to be like them.” I felt stupid for having made the wrong decisions. But the reality is that, I mean, at 26 you are very sexual. You like to have fun and you like to have sex. For me, now, HIV is a minuscule thing. You just talk about which pills you take, and that sort of stuff, but it’s not a death sentence anymore for us. There’s not really drama for me anymore. The only thing I worry about now is the mundane: looking after the bills, you know, getting a job. I have to worry about the mortgage and things like that. Pensions.
I’m living in London, a very quintessential British life. I’m trying to pretend I’m creative. Still, among all these problems, there’s a hope. I am really into gardening. I love seeing how something comes out of a seed. Sometimes you can see the whole meaning of life in things like this, miniature things like this.
HIV has affected me, but then thanks to the great medication that we have now, it can allow me to just live my life as normal, as mundane as everybody else does, which is fantastic.