So when I’d tell my family about him, and try and explain why we didn’t take photos together, just photos of ourselves at the same places, they thought I was making up an entire relationship. I also wasn’t able to introduce him to my family out of his fear of somehow being outed by accident. 'My longest relationship was 13 months, and I never met his family because he wasn’t, and still isn’t, out. I've gotten better about doing it anyway.' ' I wish I could hold my husband's hand when we're in public without having that anxiety that someone will start being an asshole to us. 'Is he the man I want to be with, or simply the man I want to be.'
