I thought I was giving him the freedom to be himself, figure things out, and come to me when he felt ready. In reality, he was using me to plug the holes in the sinking ship of his marriage. And when she returned, there was no need for me. If one woman was defective and absent; the other would do just fine.
By Saturday morning, on August 1, I almost burned my eggs when I realized I was zoning in and out within an hour of waking despite getting otherwise perfect rest.
It’s only a matter of time before someone coughs on a one-carriage-short, standing-room-only Expo train during morning rush hour, dooming us all.
He didn’t put his hands on me. If he verbally threatened me, I didn’t hear it on account of my headphones… What good would it do to file a report and start a paper trail?
It will take a lot more than widespread deactivation to dethrone the king of social media.
What if my name was Rei Don? Ray’Donna? La Reida? Do those variations wave a familiar flag, something one can ethnically identify? If you could put a face to those names, would it include my fair skin, blonde hair, and blue eyes?
Things I couldn't have learned anywhere else.
I first had an inkling I wasn’t straight when I was 11 or 12. I was fascinated with certain actresses in a different way than…
Unlike most casting operations, they did actually make good on their word, and within two days reached out and confirmed a booking with me. The call sheet included wardrobe instructions: no patterns, no shorts, sleeves at least ¾ length… and the address of a cheap hotel in North Hollywood.
He didn't touch me. He didn't argue when I cut him off. He stopped when I told him to and left me alone. But he…