By: Alex Aviance, Guest Blogger
Disclaimer: The views expressed by guest bloggers are solely theirs and do not necessarily reflect that of Dosti, Snehithan, Lassi, or any programs and services of ASAAP.
The truth is my family doctor and I have a good relationship. She’s known me since I was at least 9-years-old and is privy to some of the most intimate and personal details of my life. She’s been given a front row seat to my sexual escapades and is somehow always surprised when I don’t gag when I get my throat swabbed.
Still it’s strange not to mention awkward to have this conversation because of the unspoken implication that once I’m on PrEP I’ll be the courtesy bottom …