Story #1873

When I came out a year ago it was the last day of school and the first day of pride month. I was trying to still do the things I wanted even though I was in the closet (I’d known I was queer for a couple years and known I was gay for one), so I was putting posters for an LGBT+ book club around town with my mom. We were in the car (of course) and she brought up the book club and all the gay books I’d been reading and straight up asked me. I wanted to tell her, but I physically couldn’t get the words out, so I had her guess and nodded when she said gay. I always knew she’d be okay with it, but I was still terrified, and in the moment I was sobbing even though nothing bad had happened. Actually, afterwards my mom told me she was bi and I was the first person in the world she told in 30+ years of keeping the secret. (F/16/Lesbian)