Story #2577

When I came out, I sitting on the porch swing with my older sister as we shared stories from our day. I hesitated with a knot in my stomach for a while before finally summoning the courage to say, “I need to tell you something. You know {my friend’s name}? Well, we are dating. I’m gay.” My sister turned to me with a big smile. She wrapped her arm around my shoulder, pulling me close as she whispered, “Thank you for being you.” I’ll never forget that. (M/17/Gay)