I escaped to the university. I swore never to have sex again. I became a monk, a studious drone. All work and no play may have made me a dull girl, but it made me a hell of an engineer.
For almost 15 years, I kept a tight lid on my sexuality.
I made myself into the best engineer anyone had ever seen. I was willing to take any assignment. I had no ties. I was willing to take assignments at isolated sites, and to take career risks, that no one with family or friends would take. I became an expert at turning around underperforming projects.
I got additional degrees, in additional disciplines.
Two years ago, on a quiet night, I began to wonder if I was wasting the gifts that God had given me.
I made an appointment to talk to the minister of my church.