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HI, my name is Sam. Im a 23 year old male living in Melbourne, Australia and have just realised that I have HIV in the last 2 days. As I write I feel a sense of numbness I cannot define. I live at home with my parents, we are a tradtional european type of close-knit family with a religous background. My parents dont speak English and I dont think they would have even heard about the HIV disease. My mind feels like its slowed down 10 fold, its as if nothing is wrong, I feel nothing. I am the smallest within a family of 7 brothers and sisters, and over the years my parents have expereinced alot of pain from some of my siblings, this has led to my parents becoming extremely close and connected to me. They see me as there last hope in life. I cannot comprehend the scale of the consequences of what I have done. I have not only destroyed my life, I have also destroyed the lives of my parents. It would be less painful for them if I just stabbed them, thats how connected they are to me, ofcourse I wouldnt do that. This is what hurts and shocks me above all else, I have literally killed my own parents by contracting this virus, I have destroyed their lives and hope. We are a middle class family, and things like this just dont seem like they are going to happen to me. You hear that phraise so much these days, 'oh it wont happen to me menatlity'. I still cannot believe what has happened. Just now as I drove my mother back from my brothers house she was asking me when I wanted to get married, they are always asking me that as they are elderly and want to see me settle down in their life time, how do I tell them that day will never come. I have never considerd suicide so seriously. Although my parents are religous and I have knowledge of reliogen, I dont practice religen on a daily basis. Not until now have I considered reliogen so seriously. I know suicide is against my reliogen and at the moment thats the only thing holding me back from going ahead with it. Im soul searching at the moment to find where I do stand about religen and what I really believe, the outcome will determine life and death. I am afraid of going to hell. That is not something I thought I would ever say in my life, I was the one always making jokes about heaven and hell now I find myself at the door. I know my death will be disastrous to my family, in particular my parents, but atleast then my father will have a postive memory of me to hold on to, it will not be one of shame. My father cares much about what other people say about him and his family, its sort of a community thing old Europeans have. Now I will bring him the largest amount of shame he has experienced in his life. I will be the source of that shame. As I write I am still scratching the rashes that have developed on my neck, its sort of a reminder of my dilemma. For just over a year now I have been keeping a daily journal, today I went out and bought a shredder and have so far destroyed half of them, I will finish the other half tonight. I am preparing for my death. This is not a HIV POSITIVE STORY, and I aplogise for that but I needed to express my feelings to someone. What I have done to my family is unforgivable. I feel so much shame and hatred for myself that I cannot define in words. Tell me do I have any other choice. I have read through every single story on this web site and cannot comprehend the strengh of these people, you are all superb human beings, gay-straight or bi, it doesnt matter. I believe had it not been for the shame I have bought my family I too would one day have written a positive story, unfortunately that is not to be the case. Peace and strengh to all who suffer at the hands of this virus.
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