What’s more humiliating than being kicked out of home by your already homophobic father because he opened your private delivery to discover the adult-sized diapers, onesies and pacifier you’d bought yourself on a drunken whim? Turning up to your boyfriend’s place with your rolling suitcase filled with the only possessions you could gather in ten minutes only to find him balls deep in someone else. Someone with breasts and a vagina.
