I highly recommend inviting the worst-case scenario into your life.

When you have the paparazzi hiding in the bushes outside your home, the only thing you can control is how you respond publicly.

My feelings for Ellen overrode all of my fear about being out as a lesbian. I had to be with her, and I just figured I'd deal with the other stuff later.

There's a fine line between being private and being ashamed.

I highly recommend inviting the worst-case scenario into your life.

I wondered if that's what aging felt like. That desire and reality were dueling until the day you die, that nobody every got to a place of peace. I had always wanted to get old so I didn't have to care anymore, but I began to think that it would be best just to skip the getting older part and just die.

And I somehow always felt less lonely when I was completely alone.