When I Came Out

When I came out, my sister asked what I meant by “romantically gay”. Everyone was surprised, but OK with it. The next day, my sister texted me, saying, “I’m proud you opened up to us all yesterday”. I came out more confidently because my family has never said anything rude about LGBT.

I wish I could’ve told my grandfather while he was still alive last year. Only if I had known last year that I was “acey gay”.

When I came out as pansexual toward the beginning of 7th grade, it was over text to my best guy friend who was bi, which made it a lot easier. Eventually I came out to my best girl friend and most of my other friends who were all supportive, but my parents found out by reading my texts to my secret same-sex girlfriend. They were accepting, and there was a lot of crying and argumentation between my dad and I (who I still think is uncomfortable with my sexuality) but it could’ve turned out a lot worse, and I am grateful for that. My mom told my sister about it, but I still haven’t come out to the rest of my family. And I really want to explain to my parents my sexuality more, but I’m nervous.

When I came out, I had had a pretty rough summer. I was moving across the country, leaving all my friends and all I had known. And I decided, along with a new haircut, I wouldn’t let that old life hold me back and define me. So, even though I ended up moving back to my home within a month, I came out publicly on Facebook and Instagram, my two best friends supporting me the whole time.

When I came out to my best friend I was totally terrified. “I’m anything but straight, you know?” We sat at the train station and she didn’t say anything for minutes even though to me they felt like hours. And suddenly she says, “You didn’t actually think that I’d care or that this would change anything, did you?” I’m happy to have such a great friend.

When I came out I was so scared. I was already dating my boyfriend and since he was older I was not sure if my mum would take it well. When I told her she just asks me what I wanted for dinner and I swear I cried so hard. My sisters found out too and we are all extremely happy. Still dating my boyfriend after 4 years

When I came out I was a freshman in high school and got a rainbow tail to “show my pride”. My mom asked if I was a lesbian and I said, “No but I’m pansexual” and told her what that was. She was fine but my dad told me it didn’t exist, I was too young to know, and it’s impossible to like more than one gender. It’s been three years since then and my dad has come around and my mom is still fine with it.

When I came out to my roommate last year, I was 16 (I go to boarding school). We were sitting in our room, and when I told him I needed to tell him something, he said “shoot”. When I said the words “I’m gay, Jared” he immediately was so sweet; he told me he loved me, that he wasn’t moving out, and how I was still his best friend. I love him, and I’m super thankful for him.

When I came out, I had my sister tell my Christian mother I am transgender because I was too afraid to do it myself. She said that I’m too young to know, but later on we talked about it, and she tried her best to be supportive. A handful of my friends know my identity, but I have yet to tell the rest of my family.

When I came out, my friend was visiting me. I was chatting with my boyfriend and he tried really hard to make me come out. When his parents came to pick him up I said, “Wait! I have to tell you something”. I showed him the chat log with my boyfriend. He is dyslexic so he saw a bunch of hearts and emojis. He asked me, “Who is it?” I said, “It’s a he, and he’s my boyfriend”.

He just smiled and said, “I promise I won’t tell anyone”. It felt so great.

When I came out I blurted it out to my brother and he hugged me and told me he had no idea but supported me. Now he pressures me to come out to my parents. I know they will still love me but I also know they don’t believe in pansexuality or bisexuality, and they think being gay is a choice. I don’t think I can live with them thinking that about me….