‘Coming out of the closet’ is not simply a matter of opening a door and revealing who you truly are. Oh no. It’s a door that refuses to open until there comes a point when it’s wrenched off the hinges in a way you can’t control. At least not completely.
Some people stare at body parts and think that’s all there is. Others know better - that one plus one doesn’t apply.
And on reflection, it isn’t just one closet. For each person, each family member, each friend (not in the know), there’s a door.
Doors don’t get easier to open.
