It Sounds So Trite, But My Private

I Married Him For A Green Card. We Had A Really Great, Caring Relationship; It Just Obviously Wasn't Right For Me.

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 Didn't Understand That Playing Roles In Any Relationship Is False And Will Inevitably Lead To The Relationship's Collapse. No One Can Be Any One Thing All The Time.

I Want Young People To See Me And Think You Can Be Feminine And Smart And Successful, All At The Same Time.

It Sounds So Trite, But My Private Life Is Mine.