Ricky Martin has gone on Oprah to explain the coming out process a little: “When I realised, OK, I just pressed send, whoo . I was alone. I was in my studio alone for a minute. My assistant walked in and I just started crying like a little baby. I started crying..I couldn’t take it anymore. It was too painful. But I guess the most important thing is my children. When I was holding them in my arms I was like, ‘What? Am I gonna teach them how to lie?’ Whoa, that is my blessing right there. Then, when I was holding my children I said, ‘Okay, it’s time to tell the world.'”
contactmusic.com report that Ricky writes in his autobiography: “Since I can remember, I have felt a very strong attraction to other men and, although I can say that I have also come to feel a lot of attraction and a lot of chemistry towards women, it is men who ultimately awaken what is instinctive, the animal in me.”
Of all the outing I have read about Rick, a hearthrob in the 90s, must have been especially difficult.
His career, in the US at least, is on stall, so the effects on his career are not clear (if he had come out during “La Vida Loco” days it would have been suicide) but whenever you are forced to present yourself to the public in a private matter it is terrifying. And in this case, where Ricky has done nothing besides remain silent, it must have been even more difficult.