James Lecesne Quotes

My depression at the end of Wham! was because I was beginning to realise I was gay, not bi.

Once we got signed, I moved out of my house because I was having teenage issues with my mom. It really wasn't my fault, looking back. You know, I'm gay; it's weird. It was one of the things. She has no problem with me being gay, but she had a problem with me dressing the way I do at first.

I was certainly open for something being on the edge of a nervous breakdown, perplexed by my own sexuality. I was gay.

I'm not sure when I first knew that I was gay.

When I was I younger I didn't want to be gay. Not because I was scared of the sexual thing; I didn't want to be a clone. Now this was in the late '70s.

The truth is, I probably would be dead if I had become a star, because at that point I was so closeted and so afraid of people of finding out I was gay. There was no telling what would have happened.

I was homophobic because I obviously didn't know that I was gay.

It was my own internalised homophobia. I didn't want to be gay.

I realized so much of my college years were spent not wanting to be gay. I just imagined how different it would be if I were going through that experience in 2016 as opposed to 1984.

I was insecure and ashamed. Unless you're gay, being gay has never been looked at as being cool. And I wanted to be cool.

When I went to prom in the early 1990s, I seesawed between my wish to get asked by the right guy and ride in the cool kids' limousine with the burgeoning realization that I was gay. I had a fun night, but I was far from my authentic, assertive self that night. Prom felt mostly like a job I had to do to maintain my position in the social hierarchy.

Coming out as a gay man, it was very much about finding my own identity and dealing with labeling.

I've been uncomfortable dealing with my identity since I was 16 years old.

The gay community just recognizes what their closets are and we straight have to spend years trying to figure out which closet we are trapped in.

Discovering I'm gay just sort of happened much later in life.

When I was with Ellen, I was telling people, If you come out, it's gonna be better for you. But I honestly don't know that.

I was raised thinking I'd burn in hell for being gay, but I didn't have a choice. It's just who I am.

When I realised that I had feelings for men as well as women, at first I was worried and frightened, and there was a certain amount of 'Who am I? Am I a criminal?' and so on. It took me a long time to come to terms with myself. Those were painful years - painful then and painful to look back on.

I like to think that if I were gay I would be out. Rupert Everett-style.

The only thing I can give to young gay people is that when I was growing up, there were no role models that were blokey that were men. Everybody was flamboyant and camp, and I remember going, 'That's not me, so even though I think I am gay, I don't think I fit into this world.'

Realizing I was gay was a long sort of waking up.

I justified it in so many ways. I had a very, very long and difficult struggle with my sexuality.

What's it like to figure out you're gay and then begin the process of coming out? Well, for most of my life, I felt doomed. I could imagine no path that would allow me to realize my authentic self. I felt the need to lie, even to myself, insisting: I am straight.

I knew that I was gay, I knew it. I just couldn't see myself as a gay woman, even though that's where my heart was.

As a child, recognizing my difference from other kids, I went to the local public library to try to better understand my reality. Back then, many library card catalogues didn't even list 'homosexuality' as a topic.