Thirty years since finally breaking out.
Thirty years ago I would have NEVER even entertained the possibility that I would be MARRIED to a man.
Thirty years ago I was an adolescent in an exciting new world, full of possibilities and infatuations and thrills and disappointments and joys and sorrows. A time that I cherish still. (The details, I've written about in my memoir which you can refer to in the sidebar.)
Last night I had a dream about an old gay man in his eighties...not much else to say about that.