"Hey listen, as a lesbian I am as open as the next person is about l***q stuff. I have no problems with transgendered girls. But I told you, I am lesbian. I like women."
"I am a woman," I said, but already my head was swimming.
"No. You're a man who wants to pretend you're a woman," she said and the tears came again. "You know I am a woman, how can you say that?" I asked. I had thought that a woman, especially my friend, a lesbian, would understand where I was coming from. But she didn't. If she couldn't accept me, then who could? Dave was right, I was absolutely repulsive.
"Listen, that was meaner than I meant it to be. We are still friends. And I am not going to say anything to anyone," she explained. Good, another reluctant secret keeper, "But that is all. I am sorry." She said. Not
