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If I kept it to myself - World YWCA

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Young women intervene in a world w<strong>it</strong>h AIDS<br />

they were HIV pos<strong>it</strong>ive. So she <strong>to</strong>ok the idea <strong>to</strong><br />

the counsellors’ support group and asked them<br />

<strong>to</strong> start informing their clients about the support<br />

group. It so happened that my niece was one of<br />

the clients. One day, she came back home w<strong>it</strong>h<br />

the information she had received at the centre<br />

<strong>to</strong> educate me about HIV and AIDS. It was still<br />

<strong>to</strong>o difficult for me <strong>to</strong> tell her my status. Finally,<br />

she asked me <strong>to</strong> accompany her <strong>to</strong> TASC. I was<br />

so confused. I consulted w<strong>it</strong>h my counsellor,<br />

who offered <strong>to</strong> pretend that they didn’t know<br />

me. That day at TASC we both <strong>to</strong>ld each other<br />

of our status and in<strong>it</strong>ialised the support group<br />

concept. This is how our national support group,<br />

Swaziland AIDS Support Organisation (SASO)<br />

started.<br />

The first HIV pos<strong>it</strong>ive person I counselled was a<br />

man who wanted <strong>to</strong> comm<strong>it</strong> suicide because of<br />

the stigma he was facing at his workplace. We<br />

watched the films that helped me and we both<br />

wept, but afterwards I felt relieved since I had<br />

accomplished my goal. The most important thing<br />

was that he knew that, while our s<strong>it</strong>uations were<br />

different, I was another person living w<strong>it</strong>h HIV.<br />

This man is still living pos<strong>it</strong>ively and in control of<br />

his life w<strong>it</strong>hout medication. I last saw him on April<br />

30, 2005 at the wedding ceremony of my niece<br />

w<strong>it</strong>h whom we started the support group.<br />

One day, I accompanied the Direc<strong>to</strong>r of TASC<br />

<strong>to</strong> a meeting of direc<strong>to</strong>rs, programme managers<br />

and donors. My direc<strong>to</strong>r thought I could make a<br />

pledge for our support group, and introduced me<br />

<strong>to</strong> the then Programme Manager of Swaziland<br />

National AIDS Programme (SNAP). The master<br />

of ceremonies was <strong>to</strong>ld about my presence as<br />

a person living w<strong>it</strong>h HIV, and in her remarks<br />

she said: “Ladies and gentlemen, <strong>to</strong>day we are<br />

very grateful, having talked among ourselves<br />

about HIV and AIDS that TASC has brought us<br />

someone who has AIDS.”<br />

Au<strong>to</strong>matically <strong>it</strong> was clear that the person was<br />

me, s<strong>it</strong>ting next <strong>to</strong> the TASC Direc<strong>to</strong>r. The SNAP<br />

Programme Manager whispered <strong>to</strong> my Direc<strong>to</strong>r<br />

saying that since the MC had made a blunder,<br />

I mustn’t say anything <strong>to</strong> rectify the s<strong>it</strong>uation.<br />

The TASC Direc<strong>to</strong>r wrote some notes but <strong>to</strong> no<br />

avail, I had <strong>to</strong> speak. I s<strong>to</strong>od up and repeated the<br />

words of the MC. That was the beginning of my<br />

public life. There were 55 people in that meeting,<br />

including the Minister of Health, Dr. Von Wissel,<br />

now the Direc<strong>to</strong>r of the National Emergency<br />

Response Comm<strong>it</strong>tee HIV and AIDS (NERCHA).<br />

NERCHA is the driving force on HIV and AIDS<br />

in the country. Also among them was a health<br />

educa<strong>to</strong>r from the Ministry of Health who asked<br />

me <strong>to</strong> participate in a radio programme that same<br />

day.<br />

At 12.30pm on February 24, 1994, I became<br />

the first person in Swaziland living w<strong>it</strong>h HIV <strong>to</strong><br />

disclose her status on national radio. I have<br />

never looked back since that moment. The<br />

negative perspective of the media was my first<br />

encounter w<strong>it</strong>h stigma. I thank God for the TASC<br />

direc<strong>to</strong>r who protected me. I continue <strong>to</strong> live<br />

pos<strong>it</strong>ively and openly, driven by the anger I had<br />

<strong>to</strong>wards my boyfriend who didn’t want <strong>to</strong> adm<strong>it</strong><br />

that he had infected me. I ask <strong>myself</strong>, how many<br />

more young women will become infected and<br />

later be rejected as I was?<br />

Pol<strong>it</strong>ical and religious leaders reacted differently.<br />

Some suggested that I should be branded and<br />

placed in quarantine so that people could be<br />

protected. Some would inv<strong>it</strong>e me and then mock<br />

me saying AIDS is a punishment from God; I<br />

should repent my evil ways, God is able <strong>to</strong> heal<br />

me. Thanks <strong>to</strong> the staff of TASC, I was never<br />

alone during these difficult times. I remember<br />

one pas<strong>to</strong>r inv<strong>it</strong>ed me <strong>to</strong> give a testimony and<br />

during the church service he quoted some verses<br />

from the Bible saying <strong>it</strong>’s a curse from God.<br />

He then asked me <strong>to</strong> stand up and said,” here<br />

she is, look at her”, then asked me <strong>to</strong> s<strong>it</strong> down<br />

w<strong>it</strong>hout allowing me <strong>to</strong> give my testimony. I felt so<br />

humiliated, but as an advocate for change I had<br />

<strong>to</strong> remain courageous.<br />

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