Story #1776

When I came out, I felt terribly sad. I had broken up with my boyfriend. I was so desperate that I needed to tell someone. So I told my closest friends, one by one, that I had fallen in love with a boy who, now, had decided to abandon me. That was the first step in a never-ending process of coming out (at work, with your family, with new friends, neighbours…). (M/45/Gay)