If someone sticks a label on you, then it's their loss. You are who you are, and if they can't accept you as that, too bad for them.

Would I do it again? I've said no three times already. I would ? only if he accepted me for who I am.

I will look for someone who will truly let me be me.

Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

...being Lulu, it made me realize that all my life I've been living in a small, square room, with no windows and no doors. And I was fine. I was happy, even. I thought. Then someone came along and showed me there was a door in the room. One that I'd never even seen before. Then he opened it for me. Held my hand as I walked through it. And for one perfect day, I was on the other side. I was somewhere else. Someone else. And then he was gone, and I was thrown back into my little room. And now, no matter what I do, I can't seem to find that door.