I never had any question that my parents loved me. I had a real sense of self confidence.

I've never been a conceited person or cocky, never felt boastful, but I always had a sense of self-worth; I always had a real sense of myself.

I don't see novels ending with any real sense of closure.

There's a real sense of camaraderie with sitcoms.

Some people who've read my story think I had a terrible childhood and that I was neglected or even abused, while others feel that my parents, while certainly flawed, also had truly wonderful qualities. And that's the way it should be, because in real life two people can look at the same president and one will see a hero and the other a villain.

I would advise any gay person that being out in the real sense can never happen too soon.