Memoirs of living on ecstasy
It's a rant. How hard is life for people like us. Why can life not be easy on us. We have to constantly make decisions that we know will hurt the loved ones - at least one side or the other. In the end you are in shambles. Why does life have to be this way. I cannot admit who I am to my parents and even if I do, they will not understand me. If they do accept me as who I am, my friends won't or if they will, everyone will be scathed. Life will never be the same again. Coming out is a painful, strong and extremely courageous process and is not meant for the weak ones or the ones who do not have any support system. I am in deep pain and anguish over the decisions I have to make. If I go ahead and do the right thing, then my husband's life will be in jeopardy. How can it be right if I were to ruin his life. There is no way to let out my feelings either ways. I am but the vassal for sadness in the world, who does not deserve to be happy. I live in constant fear of accidentally...