I Love Body Parts, Especially

You Live With The Fear People Might Find Out. Then You Actually Have The Courage To Tell People And They Go, I Don't Think You Are Gay. It's Enough To Drive You Crazy.

I'm Living By Example By Continuing On With My Career And Having A Full, Rich Life, And I Am Incidentally Gay.

I Could Tell By His Expression That Once He Got Over His Anger At Me For Keeping This Secret From Him, There Was Nothing Left To Talk About. He Wasn't Confused. He Didn't Need Questions Answered. He Didn't Ask Why Or How Or With Whom Or Whether I Thought Maybe It Might Just Be A Phase. He Didn't Ask Who Knew And Who Didn't Know Or Whether I Thought It Might Ruin My Career. I Was His Sister And He Didn't Care Whether I Was Straight Or Gay; It Simply Didn't Matter To Him.

I Thought That If I Accomplished Enough, That Somehow I Would Be Let Off The Hook In The Future. Like I Didn’t Have To Keep Striving And Achieving Because I Had Done That Already, And It Would Add Up To Being Enough.

I'm Not Quite As Limber, But For My Peers And My Age Group, I'm Still Top Notch!