You know my cycle, something good is always followed by something bad. If being molested, beaten by my mother and brother, finding my real father, being shot, raped, stabbed, escorting and almost killed from someone that was in love with my husband wasn't enough; I'm now living with HIV and my body is fighting another infection, this one in my mouth from the wire that held my teeth together. And to top that off, my ex publisher was trying to fuck and extort me throughout this entire process; LITERALLY.