When I came out in terms of sexuality, it was right after my sister, who’s pan, had come out to me. I told her that I didn’t think I was straight either and I had a crush on a girl, but I never officially told my parents my sexuality. I told my mom I was non-binary as I was going to bed one night, and she was pretty accepting and told my dad for me. I told my sister myself, and she was amazing and supportive. But my parents didn’t really use my preferred name or pronouns at all until a month or so later, when they found out I was struggling with severe depression and anxiety. Then they suddenly became a lot better about it. (Non-Binary/13/Bi/pan)