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I Thought Uncovering My Father's Deepest Secrets Would Make Us Closer. I Was Wrong. | HuffPost HuffPost Personal

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The author with her father at her 17th birthday dinner in 2011, shortly after he came out as gay. Courtesy of Sophia Laurenzi “We’re getting a divorce,” my mother said with practiced steadiness. “Dad is going to tell you why.” It was a sticky afternoon in June the week after school let out for the summer. I’d just finished my sophomore year of high school, and my soon-to-be-freshman brother and I sat across from our parents in the green and gold living room they’d designed together. My mother stood up to switch places with my father so that he would be able to lean forward on the embroidered o

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