Years ago, I lost a family member to commercial sex work. She contracted HIV and couldn’t accept it. Within two years, it progressed to AIDS. I nursed her for three weeks before she died. I had her phone throughout and it kept buzzing 🧵 Boyfriends, clients. Almost all nameless…just numbers flashing across her screen via calls and texts, asking when she was free to hook up. Grief-stricken and angry, I began answering them and telling them to get tested. Some were in disbelief that she was dead. One sounded