When I came out to my mother as a lesbian, the first time was when I was 16. She said that “it is a phase” and “maybe you feel that way because your father is not in your life” (my father hasn’t been in mine or my siblings’ lives for 4 years now). Her comments were disheartening, and I was sad. I got the courage to come out to her again shortly after my 19th birthday. She still questioned my sexuality by saying, “Have you kissed a girl before?” and commenting that I don’t look gay. She later said she loves me no matter what, but she doesn’t talk about it or ask if I’m seeing anyone.