I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.
I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.
I've heard it said that God is in the details. It's the same with the truth. Leave out the details, the crucial heart, and you can damn someone with the bare bones of it.
There's a lot about discovering who you are and how difficult that is. And it never stops.
I don't have time to feel sorry for myself. I've got to think.
May I suggest that you all read? And often. Believe me, it's nice to have something to talk about other than the weather and the Queen's health. Your mind is not a cage. It's a garden. And it requires cultivating.
They don't know what they're in for at Spence, getting me, a ghost of a girl who'll nod and smile and take her tea but who isn't really here.
My dad died 10 years ago, ... He was an AIDS death. I was fortunate that I was able to take two or three months off and be with him at the end. We were very close.
It started a whole new chapter in my life to discover my father was gay, ... I think it's very hard to discover that everything you thought you knew up to the age of 14 is out the window.
I think there's such an overlap between (Victorian) culture and Southern culture, ... There is repression and darkness and (a hint of) 'What's going on behind that respectable veneer'
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