When I came out, it was to my stepbrother, who at the time was temporarily deaf. I asked him if we could walk over to Portillos to get dinner. After a little bit of small talk over our food, I told him that I had to tell him something important. I stalled for another 5-10 minutes before signing “I’M G-A-Y” under the table. He was pretty shocked, but still gave me a fist pump and got me a cake shake.