We sit across from each other at the table. The restaurant hustle and bustle has faded as we look at each other with saddened, tired eyes. I wonder where the love has gone, we used to be so full of it. Was it the kids, the bills, the routine? What killed our affection, our intimacy? I think I know, though I donai??i??t feel safe to speak of it. Secrets. We have them. Maybe my secret is the destructive one, in fact I know it is. Iai??i??m sure you have secrets too, but if you do, youai??i??ve hid them well. I donai??i??t blame you, my secret has been killing me and also keeping me alive for a long time. Decades in fact.


From Anon: I came out to my family years ago and it wasn't terrible. They accepted me the same. That is until a few months ago I got a girlfriend. It's like all of a sudden it became more of a label and now "real." My family acts weird around her and me. They call us "friends" and are at times disrespectful all while putting on the front of "acceptance." I know this is a huge change for them and I don't want to throw it in their face. But I want to be happy too. What would you do? Help! I'm glad you asked, Anon.....