Updated March 01, 2020 09:27:05 When I was nine years old, I remember filling out a "when I grow up I want to be…" worksheet at school.
It was shaped like a cloud and I answered with "Dad". I thought then that I'd probably grow up to live a suburban life as a dentist, with a wife, three golden retrievers, and seven kids.
But then I realised I hated teeth, didn't like dogs, and was very gay. I still longed to be a dad, of course. But that involved a wife, a big secret, and a very unhappy life.