The Other Type of ‘Coming Out’

I don’t remember a great deal about the actual birth of each of my children. It seems a common phenomenon that most of the pain and trauma of the child-birthing experience tends to fade from memory very quickly after meeting the new arrival. One shot of Cupid’s arrow and we succumb to the love bubble … Continue reading The Other Type of ‘Coming Out’

The Pink Sofa

What I wanted, as a young twentysomething girl, was to fall in love. I wanted romance, I wanted fun - I wanted adventure. I wanted to share these things with someone who was as 'into' me as I was into them. Like anyone my age, I wanted to experience the intense feelings so characteristic of the romantic comedies … Continue reading The Pink Sofa

Growing Up

A friend yesterday confided to me that her nineteen year old daughter has come out to her as being gay. Believe it or not, I cried as she told me. I cried even more afterwards. I was stunned at how much it affected me, and it’s only just now, the day after, that I’m figuring … Continue reading Growing Up

Old School

I want him to read this while he still can. For me, the most difficult aspect of coming out was realising that my life was NOT going to head in the direction I had planned. Having to justify yourself to others around you, when you yourself don’t even feel it’s OK, is really, really tough. … Continue reading Old School