Man, I knew the pathway to my walk of shame backwards and with my eyes closed, strutting every step of the way while my hips said, 'Yes ma'am' with every sway. Living it up, partying every weekend, experimenting with drugs, and of course having plenty of sex. I was the average 21-year-old white gay man. That wasn't the same energy I had when I was diagnosed with HIV on Dec. 'Only crackheads, hookers, and people who shoot up get HIV,' and 'You can tell who got that shit because they look sick,' were two sentences I remember proudly stating. Whenever the topic of HIV/AIDS came up, I was the smartest man alive. Taboo topics have always been my favorite conversation starters.