Story #2708

When I came out I was thirteen, having just realized I was pan after an all-girls sleepover (very classic story, I know). I told my other queer friends, who were wonderfully supportive. Then I told my (now former) best friend, who was less accepting and outed me to everyone at our summer camp. My parents took a while to come around, and I’m still not sure if my mom completely gets it, but my dad insists on buying me pride merch. Today, I’m a queer college student with cool gay and straight friends 🙂 I remember being comforted by the stories on here back then, and now I’m proud to share mine. To anyone figuring out who they are: it’s okay not to know yet, and it’s okay for your identity to change, just remember that things will get better and you will find people in the world who love you for who you are. (Female(ish)/Queer)