I Knew That I Was Gay, I

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.

Even If I'm Hormonal And I Feel Like I've Got A Couple Pounds Of Water Weight, I Will Never Starve Myself, I Will Never, Ever Go On A Diet.

Shame Weighs A Lot More Than Flesh And Bone.

Restriction Generates Yearning. You Want What You Cannot Have.

I Try To Be Feminine, Yet Intellectual And Smart At The Same Time. You Don't See Enough Of That.