I was 24 before I got my first HIV test.
Despite being sexually active for some time, at that age I just didn't comprehend that HIV or AIDS were within my generation's reality. I understood that AIDS killed my forefathers in the 1980s, of course, but to my knowledge didn't know anybody affected.
How naïve I was. I'd met many people living with HIV and I just didn't know it.
It was a couple of tidbits of information, told to by the nurse at the testing centre that woke me right up to HIV. This was the UK, circa 2009, and I was told two facts: the first was that one in four gay men on "the scene" in London (i.e. those on the partying circuit) were positive. The second nugget of information was that, at the time in that part of the world, the majority of new HIV diagnoses were heterosexual women.
What did this tell me? That HIV was, quite literally, everywhere. And it didn't discriminate.