One time I was being nosey, looking in
One time I was being nosey, looking in my dad's bathroom cabinet. I found a prescription bottle that was from the health department. I looked up the name if the medicine online, and it is medicine for HIV. I asked him about it, and he said that it wasn't his, and acted like I was nuts. He didn't want to talk about it. But his name was on the bottle. It WAS his medicine. My dad has HIV, and won't tell anyone. He lectured me my entire life about being responsible. Now he is going to die from his own dumb behavior. And I just wish he'd tell me so that I can be there for him. It breaks my heart to know that he is going through this alone. It has been 7 years since his "roommate" died of suposed lung cancer. I think that guy had AIDS and gave it to my dad, because yes, my dad is gay. He won't admit that to me either, but I know. I have always known.