Story #835

When I came out… my brother had asked me a year or so previous if I was a lesbian. He could not fathom why I was nineteen and still had never been in a relationship. I lied to him that I had been with men, but had simply chosen not to talk to him about it. A year later, I came into his room, shaking and on the verge of tears to admit the truth. His reaction was “Right on! I’m glad that you finally told me.”