When I first found out I was POZ it didn’t really “hit” me until I told my first friend. He didn’t try to give me “words of advice” or judge me. He just hugged me. After telling him, I felt much more confident in my self and continued to disclose my status to close friends, which usually resulted in similiar response.
When I eventually told my parents, they were supportive. They admired that I wanted to tell my story to other people.