I AM a teenage mother who has been facing many obstacles. However, those obstacles were not as harsh as the one I have been fighting since March 2011. I found out then that I was infected with HIV, which created a feeling of misery in my life. After learning about this, it was like the whole room began to spin, and I felt the baby in my belly tremble.

It was as if my daughter could feel my anger and disappointment. At the time, I was already facing questions such as where my next dinner would come from, and how could I afford the next bus fare to the clinic. These became a problem because I had run away from home, when I found out I was pregnant, and moved in with a gentleman who I thought was the father of my unborn child.

After going to the clinic for a month, I did two blood tests, and received the results of only one at that time. Soon problems started to occur in the home in which I was staying.

A day after some arguments, I was admitted at Victoria Jubilee Hospital suffering from asthma and I met a friend who helped me through my time there. I was in hospital for three days. We exchanged phone numbers, and I was invited to a church service. On leaving the hospital, I needed somewhere to stay. She put me in touch with her aunt, who agreed that I could stay at her house, as long as it was necessary.