In the fall of 2010, Masonia Traylor’s life changed overnight. Then 23, she was living with her new boyfriend in Atlanta and working as a pharmacy technician at a nearby drugstore. She took good care of herself, always went for an annual checkup, and ever since she graduated from high school, she had made it a practice to get tested for HIV and other sexually transmitted diseases. Every year, her tests would come back negative. Until one didn’t.
“At first I felt like the test was a lie, that the labs got mixed up,” she says. “Then I started to feel guilt. I felt like I was being punished for not waiting to have sex until I was married.”