I am a lesbian. I have always been a lesbian. I am currently married to a man out of financial desperation. I really thought how hard could it be? It’s hard, he does not consider me a lesbian he considers me his wife. He has made me pregnant and now that I am at home with a three year old and an infant. Very early on I knew I had made the mistake of my life, he insisted and forced me to change my name and one night he stood me in the kitchen and told me to accept my place, if I had a d*** it would be different. To sum it up. I hate cooking, but I cook. I hate housework but I do housework, I hate s** but he has s**, I hate being pregnant but I have two children. His perfect image of me is nursing my baby on the couch, he likes seeing my baby latched to my n*****. Must be a man thing. I have money, a car, a house, everything a woman could ask for. I never thought I would call a man Daddy until I had my children, now I refer to him as Daddy. Daddy wants to kiss Mommy, then Daddy will pick you up baby. My place? I have a Daddy, that’s my place.