A couple of years later, my father shared another secret. And I didn’t count someone as a friend until I shared the secret of my gay father or of the mood stabilizing pills I took every morning. Learning — and telling — secrets was the only way I could ever really know someone like I knew my dad. I thought I’d known all his secrets, but in the black, woollen months after his death, I learned there was so much he hadn’t shared with me. Sophia Laurenzi is writing a book about her relationship with her gay father and her attempts to uncover the mysteries within her traditional Catholic upbringing, her work on death row in Louisiana and Tennessee, and her father’s sudden death.

Source: Huffington Post December 25, 2023 13:10 UTC