Story #602

When I came out, it was mid-morning, and my closest friend was driving me home from his house, where I had spent the night. He had listened to me complaining about my parents the night before (as had everyone else). When he asked for the whole story, I told him I was bi, and explained it — my issues with my parents, being afraid they’d disown me, everything. He said, “You’re my brother. That’s for life. If you ever need anything, I’m here for you.”