Story #1823

When I came out, I was 13 years old (yeah, pretty young, I know). It started with me buying little heart stickers with the Pansexual flag on them. I started hiding them all over my house for about a year and a half, until my parents finally asked about them. I told them that I’m Pansexual, and they couldn’t be more supportive! Now every year on May 20, my parents send me little heart-shaped cookies with the Pansexual flag on them!! (F/22/Pansexual)

Story #1822

When I came out to my mom just a few days ago (because my siblings discovered that I was dating someone, though they did not know that it was a girl) I came out hoping that my mom would support me for who I am because have been always quiet and my mom was the only one close to me. However, it was the opposite. She became very upset, called me abnormal, begged me to change who I am, and blamed my partner as if she had brainwashed me into this kind of life. My mom also asked me not to tell my siblings and told me to stop crying because I was crying too hard and my dad might hear me. Everyone in my family are homophobic and I don’t know how my life will change after this and I’m honestly afraid. Right now all I can do is pray that my mom will not do anything to stop my relationship with my girlfriend. (F/20/Bisexual)

Story #1821

When I came out it was the scariest thing ever. I first came out to my close friend group. Then I started writing letters (never sent) and emails (never sent) and practicing in front of the mirror. One day I got the courage to tell my grandmother, who told me she would support me no matter what. Then came the scary part… my mother. We went out to breakfast, and I sat silently for about 15 minutes before she said, “Do your little ‘coming out’ thing. I already know.” When I asked how, she told me she knew since I first found out myself (so about 2 years) and I always seemed gay. This made me laugh because I had been so nervous. At that time I had a girlfriend, who’s still my bestie, but now I have my second, who is loving and supportive and literally kept me from killing myself. (Born female, identifies non-binary / 13 / Bisexual, Genderfluid)

Story #1820

When I came out, my family was generally accepting at first, until I started telling my mom about a girl I was talking to at the time. After this, she started making fun of me and telling me that I was a “waste of a girl” and immediately sent me to a therapist. She also continued to tell me she’d “turn me straight” and that I need to give guys a chance. It’s been difficult but I’m proud to be who I am, no matter what she says or thinks. (F/17/Lesbian)

Story #1819

When I came out, it didn’t go as well as I thought it would. I was in 8th grade and told my best friend that I had feelings for another girl. She called me disgusting and said that to her being gay was severely wrong. I apologized to her and asked if we could forget about it, but she never spoke to me ever again. Today, 3 years later, I haven’t come out to anyone else because I fear they will take it the same way. (F/Lesbian)

Story #1818

When I came out for the first time, it was to one of my close friends. We were in the park goofing off. I said to him, “Can I tell you something? I’m bi.” He just looked at me and said, “Oh, ok. If anyone tries to hate on you then tell me.” Then we just went right back to whatever we were doing like what I never said anything. (F/12/Cis bisexual)

Story #1817

When I came out to my best girl friend, I stuttered and it took me five minutes to tell. But boy, I was so happy. I come from a very religious region of the Netherlands, and everybody who I told was happy to hear it and they all said, ”Alright, we still love you, but we knew it for a long time.” The fifth person I came out to was my preacher, and his words were beautiful: ”It isn’t God who hates gay people, He loves them, it’s the people who don’t understand Him.” That’s why I am still a Christian gay and even my very religious parents accepted me. A month ago I came out to my best friends in three seconds. It was very simple now. (M/17/Gay)

Story #1816

When I came out, I was 16, my exam results had just come out and I had done exceptionally well. I ended up having a breakdown because I felt like I was finally doing something right for the first time and making my mom proud, but I was still hiding a significant part of me. I felt like a fraud so I went out and got a piercing and texted my mum. I still haven’t come out to anyone else because I don’t like the idea of having to confess; it seems like admitting something shameful to me. One day I would like to just bring a girl along and be like , “This is my girl.” (F/19/Bi)

Story #1815

When I came out I was about 14, and it was to a couple of friends at the school I go to. I had started taking a Creative Writing class a week or two ago and decided to write a poem for them to read. I handed it to them without saying anything and just let them read it. I didn’t know what to do with myself so I just awkwardly stood there while they read it. It wasn’t like a big group thing, I just kind of found some of my friends while they were alone and gave them the poem. They were all really shocked, I guess, except for one person who somehow had a feeling, and I clearly remember one person gasping, “Really?” And I just quietly mumbled, “Yeah.” (F/15/Gay)

Story #1814

When I came out to my very conservative gran (I was already out to everyone else) I told her I was a lesbian and my girlfriend was going to be at an event we were going to the next day. She isn’t homophobic but has this idea of me marrying a rich man and having children, so boy was she shocked. She then proceeded to tell me I would grow out of it, blah blah blah. I don’t really care about her reaction; she wants me to be happy and I am. She will adapt. (F/16/Lesbian)