I Have Survived And Possibly I Should

One Way Of Reading My Life Is That I Have Been In Constant Search For A Father.

They Wanted To Hear About The Sex, Of Course. But Not The Rest; No One Wanted To Hear The Rest.

I Enjoyed Sex And Indulged In It When I Fancied The Men.

If I Don't Tell It All Now, The Story In The History Books Will Always Be Imperfect And That Would Be Wrong.

I Never Found Anyone Who Was Good Enough, Who I Could Trust Enough.