Story #564

When I came out it actually happened as a drunk hookup with a gay friend of mine. Within my circle of friends word travels quick, and everyone didn’t care and accepted me with open arms. A year later, I told my family at my high school graduation party (heavily intoxicated) that I liked boys. My brother has no problem with it, but my mom and dad told me that they love me unconditionally, but they needed time to adjust and get used to it. Now I just feel like the black sheep. Hopefully this will pass.