On a warm Florida night in May 2013, Christopher “Super” Green learned he was HIV-positive.

“I got my diagnosis on a date, actually,” he said. “I was dating a guy, and we wanted to be intimate. He was studying public health, so we went to a clinic together.”

The result stunned him. Just months earlier, he had tested negative. “I remember feeling like my world had ended,” Green said. “At this point, I felt like my life was over. No one was going to love me. This is it. Get ready. I have three years to live.”

Those early days were marked by fear and shame. Shame made him feel isolated, unwanted, untouchable. But Green’s best friend, T.J., promised to stand by him. That support, combined with meeting J.J.—a young, Black case manager who spoke his language and understood his experiences—shi

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