When I came out, my older sister only said “Duh.” My brother the Marine said he was happy for me and glad I was being true to myself. I waited to tell my little sister last because I was afraid her red-necked husband might keep their kids from me. He was hurt that I thought that might happen and told me, “You’re still you, why would I do that?” We have all gotten a lot closer.

May 21st, 2012  
 
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When I came out, I told my mom first. Being Roman Catholic, I knew she loved me but I had no idea how she’d react. She said, “Did you think you were telling me something I didn’t already know?” even though I’d only brought home boys! She said she was glad we were moving into an adult mother-daughter relationship because she never got the chance to have that with her mom.

May 18th, 2012  
 
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When I came out to my parents my mom said there was no salvation for homosexuals. A few days later I got back from my friend’s house to find all my belongings packed by the stairs. I didn’t ask why or argue; I took my bags and left. I spent a few days sleeping in my car during the winter.

May 17th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, it wasn’t like I planned. My parents found a picture of me and my boyfriend kissing. They were so confused and asked themselves what they did wrong, what did they do to deserve this. Then my dad started to rough me up a little while yelling, “Why, son, why.” Since then my parents act like it never happened, that they never saw that picture.

May 15th, 2012  
 
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When I came out I was 12, in 7th grade. My mother found out because of my 7-year-old sister. She wasn’t mad because she’s a lesbian too. But she said she loves me and to be careful.

May 14th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, my mother and father hugged me, and told me that I could talk to them about it whenever I want.

April 16th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, I was with my mom in a mental hospital after I attempted suicide. She didn’t seem surprised.

April 12th, 2012  
 
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When I came out for the first time, it wasn’t a big deal anymore. There wasn’t anxiety, or grief, or a flood of any emotion at all, it just felt fine. That was perfect.

April 11th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, my mother turned to my “friend” and said, “How long have you been sleeping with my son?” I brought him home and told her he was just a friend. He was the first person I had ever brought home to meet the parents!

April 3rd, 2012  
 
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When I came out, albeit indirectly, my mother changed the subject. We haven’t spoken of it since.

March 28th, 2012  
 
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