One of the reasons I get a bit burned out on the stigma front is a bit like when I worked for a very popular cosmetics company. Every time, all dressed in black, wearing one of their product campaign necklaces, I’d be stopped relentlessly on my breaks by sales women who exclaimed they used this companies products and started naming their favorite shades.

At times the stigma campaign can be like this. My time is normally spent immersing myself in the positive aspects life has to offer. Suddenly with World AIDS Day upon us, and just like Christmas, New Years Eve, and Pride, I just want to either stay in bed with the sheets over my head, or find a nice sunny get away and spend my days at a beach.

It was in this context, combined with the onset of a good dose of winter depression that I was getting a bit tired of it all. With WAD over, I feel much better. Now I can focus on avoiding other things.

I digress,

While brunching last Sunday the stigma campaign came up by this really how beefy positive man I know. He started to explain that he discloses to every partner at the baths.

To be honest I was surprised he did that, as I don’t think I’ve ever had one person disclose to me at the baths.

Come to think of it, I’ve never ever had someone disclose to me first before I took the leap and told him no matter the circumstances.

To my even greater surprise I learned invariably every time he is rejected. Here’s this really hot guy telling me he’s always getting rejected. I felt like I did when I first watched the movie Jeffery when the main character was all in turmoil because this extremely hot man was positive and couldn’t deal with it.

Just another example of what goes on in people’s lives that we are not aware of.