My Sexuality Is A Part Of Me

I Don't Even Like Watching Sex Scenes In Movies. I Have A Slight Prudish Side To Me.

Everyone Is Their Own Kind Of Lesbian. To Think There's A Certain Way To Dress Or Present Yourself In The World Is Just One More Stereotype We Have To Fit Into.

I Knew That I Was Gay, I Knew It. I Just Couldn't See Myself As A Gay Woman, Even Though That's Where My Heart Was.

Shame Weighs A Lot More Than Flesh And Bone.

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.