But then came mum overhearing the phone calls.
My experience as a gay, black man
It felt like I was living a double life. But I was 23 and still living at home, and I had no idea my mum had been listening through the door. I knew I had to leave. It was upsetting, but also exhilarating. She accepts that she called me disgusting, and that she was shocked when I told her - but apparently she says that, with time, she's become OK with my sexuality. As I slowly came to terms with my sexuality, I started going to gay bars and clubs. Growing up I often questioned my sexuality; although I recognised and accepted my attraction to men, I knew from a young age, that there would come a time when my parents would discover I was gay, and that this would be a significant and extremely difficult moment in my life.
My sister has a couple of gay friends, so I thought she would be understanding - and I was right. I knew I had to leave. He was tall, mixed-heritage, athletic, and the class joker. It felt like I was living a double life. For the campaign, I made posters of me and another black man - a model - posing as a couple in love, urging men like us to get tested and treated. I was tired of being an outsider and I craved validation.