How I have been living a lie for the last 25 years

Today, I beg the kind indulgence and understanding of my long-suffering readership as I take a first, nervous step into the world of confessional journalism.

It has taken me a long time to work up the courage to do this, to develop the level of comfort within my own skin which permits me to finally and freely admit in public something I have known in my heart of hearts for such a long, lonely time.

The reality, painful to acknowledge but unavoidable any longer, is that I have been living a lie for the last 25 years.