When I Came Out

When I came out I was worried it would change everything. I’m married — have known I was bi since 7th grade. But growing up in a Christian environment I knew the rejection I would face, so I’ve always tucked it inside. I told my friend two days ago and my best friend today. They said nothing changes — they will still keep me — they still love me and they pretty much already knew. The relief of the freedom to be who I am.

When I came out, it was only to my closest friend. I just awkwardly stood with her and said, “I’m bi” while shaking. She just asked what is it and said that she doesn’t mind and still loves me. I couldn’t be more thankful. I don’t plan on coming out to my (religious) family anytime since they’re all so homophobic, except for my mother; I don’t know what she thinks about gay people.

When I came out I was waiting for my flight, about to send my best friend a message, but I just stared at the screen. Then I messaged her, “You know how lines are straight? Well, I’m not.” She hadn’t replied for minutes, but it seemed like hours. Then when she did she messaged me, “Yeas sure thats completely fine but tnx for being able to share it w me ” I was so relieved. She then asked me if I would like chat with one of her male friends that also was gay, so that he could guide me with the coming out process. Best friend ever.

When I came out my dad acted like nothing had changed, but my mom still thinks it’s a phase. The complete opposite of my expectations.

When I came out as bisexual after hiding it for years, my best friend and I had just finished a long downhill mountain bike run. We stopped for water and I forced myself to tell him. I didn’t see his reaction because my head was in my hands, but he told me that it didn’t change a thing. I almost cried from relief. I’ve told most of my close friends and my mother, all of whom accepted me for who I am.

When I came out, I was 12 (I know, young). My parents went away for the weekend and left me and my siblings at my Christian aunt’s. I decided to tell my cousin and two mates. One of my friends had her Facebook hacked and I was now being outed online. I freaked out and texted my mum. I then went on and put a status on Facebook telling the world I am gay. They were accepting for the most part and I’m now with the man of my dreams.

When I came out as asexual/aromantic, I told all my friends first. They were all really supportive (some even came out to me). I told my parents but they still think I’m “too young to know” but my mom is more supporting than my dad.

When I came out to my brother, I don’t think he believed me. We were in the backseat of our mom’s car, listening to “I Kissed A Girl” by Katy Perry. I leaned over and told them that I actually had kissed a girl. He said “Really?” and hasn’t brought it up since.

When I came out as pan, I was freaking out. I did it in a Facebook video so that everyone would know. I received nothing but overwhelming support. My grandma then proceeded to tell me she loves no matter what as long as her kitchen stuff was safe (her pans).

When I came out, it wasn’t planned. My best guy friend had whispered to me, “I need to tell you something… I’m gay.” I smiled at him and responded, “So am I!” We hugged and now we’re pretending to be a straight couple so no one realizes we’re both gay.