I’ve been avoiding telling you something. First of all, I’m fine. And healthy. Healthy? Why wouldn’t you be healthy? I’m HIV positive. I’m undetectable, which means that the medicine is working, and so that’s good. And I’m gonna live a happy, healthy life for a long time, just like everybody else, so I just didn’t tell you so you wouldn’t worry. But you not telling me does make me worry. Mom, the first thing you told me when I came out is that you wanted me to be safe. We both know what that meant. And I am safe, even though this happened. Just, I’m ashamed that it happened. Even though I don’t want to be, but I guess I just hate disappointing people, especially you. So I’m sorry. And I shouldn’t say that. This doesn’t have to be such a big deal, but I’m really sorry.