I had hepatitis C for almost ten years before I met another person who had it. Actually, I probably talked to lots of people who had it, but either they didn’t know it or it didn’t come up in conversation. The first time I spoke to another human being who had hepatitis C, I felt giddy.
Talking to another person who has this disease is like finding a kindred spirit. It gives me hope. It breaks my heart to think of those who are isolated with this disease, unable to talk to another because they live under threat of stigma. Speaking up can create freedom or pain. I am grateful that I live freely with hepatitis C. Also grateful that I know many, many people who live freely with this disease.