Life does not always go to plan, and that is stressful. Gillian's life is in limbo, neither, moving backwards nor forwards. She has no long-term career; no short or long-term relationship and her mother thinks her uterus will expire on her next birthday like rotting fruit. All she does have is a handful of close friends, all of which are lesbians who seem to delight in her hetero misery.
To stall the inevitable judgement of her mother, Gillian lies and tells her she is in a relationship with a woman. It's only a small lie. A white lie really. One to give Gillian time and space from the supposed closing doom of childless singledom. But, like all lies, it quickly grows, infesting every part of her life. The lie was not meant to hurt anyone, least of all Gillian herself.
