When I came out, it was initially to my Nanna. She lent forward and said slowly, as if speaking to a child: “I’m not stuuuupid!”

February 9th, 2012  
 
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When I came out I didn’t want to have to repeat the process over and over (I have a huge family, and lots of friends, none of whom I was out to). So I made a flyer and mailed a copy to everyone and then put one up on the bulletin board at work. I outed myself to everyone and got it over in about three days. The response was a bit mixed but mostly positive!

February 9th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, the first thing my dad said to me was: “Make sure you date a guy your own height. That way, you get to double the size of your wardrobe.” To this day, it remains some of the most intelligent and practical fatherly advice I’ve ever been given.

February 9th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, my dad told me he loved me for the first time.

February 8th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, I was at a friend’s party. As I left, I was on the verge of blacking out, and dragged my female friend to sit down on the ground with me where I promptly blurted that “I’m gay.” Then I blacked out. Most memorable blackout ever.

February 8th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, my mom bought paper plates, cups, bowls, and utensils for me to use because she didn’t want anyone else in the family to catch AIDS. My brother and sister stood up for me and eventually educated her. Now she’s more accepting of everyone’s differences.

February 8th, 2012  
 
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When I came out to my two closest female friends, they didn’t believe me. We spent the rest of the evening looking at the huge amount of gay porn on my hard drive. After that, they believed.

February 8th, 2012  
 
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When I came out to my friends as trans, I did it in rhyming verse. When else are you going to get THAT chance? They said it was the best coming out letter they ever read.

February 8th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, my west Texas-born redneck trucker stepfather asked if it was a recent thing, or a for a while thing. When I told him it had been for a while, he said, “Alright then.” And he never treated me with anything less than total love. My liberal soccer-mom mother went totally ballistic and we couldn’t talk for a year without screaming at each other. Things turned out just fine.

February 8th, 2012  
 
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When I came out, it was to my older brother, after a very personal conversation. He talked about his own issues, then I came out to him. He took it well, no drama, no big display of emotions; just two close brothers confiding to one another. A year later, he hung himself, taking both his life and my secret with him. And I still have to come out.

February 8th, 2012  
 
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