I Didn't Confide In Men.

I Spent A Year In A 12-step Program, Really Committed, Because I Could Not Believe What Had Happened - That I Might Have Killed Myself.

I Have A Girlfriend Who Talks Like That All The Time. Who Constantly Complain About Their Periods And Plumbing And Stuff.

Now I Say I'm A Diarist With An Explanation I'll Get Back To You On. Someday I May Try And Write In Memoir Form.

I Didn't Confide In Men. Well, I Didn't Confide In Anyone.

As A Matter Of Fact [my Mother] Is Very Happily Married. To A Very Nice Southern Gentleman Named Roanoke - Her First Non-jewish Husband, As She Likes To Say.