Situation 3:  A young woman is sitting on a park bench outside of the local clinic in her city with tears rolling down her cheeks.  She went in for her routine HIV tests and now is holding her results in her hands.  She just found out that her results are postiive. 

What is going through her mind?

Damn,
there goes my life
my family
all my friends
What in the Hell do I do now?
How could this be?
Oh my God!
This can't be happening to me
I might as well be dead
I know damn well he didn't give it to me
He said there was no way
he had anything.
That he was clean
He looked clean
Damn, All for a piece of ass!
What am I gonna do?
I know
I'm gonna leave town
After a while
everyone will know
I'm gonna be sick
thin as Hell
They gonna be looking at me
Like I'm death walking
They won't wanna drink after me
They won't wanna be around me
They gonna look at me funny
Damn, took me long enough to get this shape
Now, It's all gone
My life is gone...
I'm gonna die
I can't take this!
What I got....10 years tops?
I can't kill myself....
Who can I tell?
Who would understand...
(Tears streaming down my face
uncontrollable crying...)
Wiping tears away....
Silence.

Ok, I'm not gonna kill myself
I'm not gonna run away
I'm gonna take this one day at a time
I don't know how I will tell my family
maybe I shouldn't even tell them
They will only say it's because of the way I lived
They all gonna say it's my fault
And I got this from trusting someone
and not being careful
Not protecting myself
How many ads have I seen
And thought it would never happen to me
I'm clean
I know I'm clean
I take my tests, and use precautions
But, Hell..I still got it
It...HIV+
Damn, it sounds like death
But, hey, it don't have to be...right?
They got medicines out here...
I just won't ever get sick
I will just take my meds religiously
There goes sex!
Damn
That's what got me in this predicament
I just had to have him...
I played Russian Roulette
with my own freaking life!
Now lok where I am
Probably won't even see his ass again
Maybe he don't even know
A walking time bomb
Oh my God...

what am I going to do now...

Situation 1:  You are woman who has been married for over twelve years with two beautiful children.  Your family is the most important part of your life and you have just caught your husband and his lover in your bed having sex. You can’t remember exactly how it happened but you are standing over the bed with a bloody knife in one hand and two dead bodies in the bed. 

What is going through your head?

What just happened?
Oh my God!
What have I done...
They're dead
I killed them
I killed my husband and this woman
they're dead...
What am I gonna do?
My children
I'm going to jail
All for this sorry mutha fukka
You threw everything we had down the drain
You chose her over all we have
You won't ever hurt me again
(Tears...loud criessss)
I have to dial 911
First, I have to call someone
to come get my children
I don't want them to see him like this
Or this bitch in his bed
In our bed..dead
I can't move them
It'll be evidence
My God, I killed my husband!
Please forgive me, Lord
I just lost it when I walked in the house
and heard noises in our bedroom
I knew the kids were sleep
So, I walked quietly upstairs
Before I reached the door,
I could hear moans
I thought it was a movie
thought he was masturbating
Til I heard her moaning his name
and, I snapped!
I lost it...
it's coming back to me now...
I will leave everything like it is
I'm going to jail
I'm gonna die....
Please, God, let them see he made me do it
I went insane...

Situation 2:  Most teenagers have a hard time with self-esteem and acceptance.  You are a nineteen year old boy who is considering committing suicide because he cannot imagine telling his ultra-conservative, very religious parents that he is gay. 

With a gun in one hand, what do you think is going through his head at that moment?

WWWWHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?
They won't listen to me
You think I wanted this
You think I chose this
I see how gays are treated
I heard the stories
the names they call you..
punk..sissy....fag...booty boy
You think I'm gonna take this treatment
from my family?
I'll show them
When I pull this trigger
It is over
I'm your dead faggot son
Why can't you accept me for who I am?
I haven't done anything wrong
I didn't ask for this
I can't help who I love...
They always told me
that homos go to Hell
But why?
If I didn't start this...
They will never understand
I've let them down
They expect a man-son
who plays football
basketball
not a sissy boy
(uncontrollable crying)
Maybe I can make them see
I'm still their son
But I don't like girls
not like that
I like men
It's my choice
It's so much difference
I can relate better
I feel closer to guys
It's my choice who I sleep with
It's my life
not theirs...

I put the gun away
I'm gonna do this for me
I'm not gonna kill myself
because they don't understand
it's their problem
I want to be me
I'm not ready to die
What was I thinking?
I will tell them
And, it's up to them to understand
or not
With, or without them
this is my life..
Love me as I am
or leave me alone....