When I Came Out

When I came out the only thing my friend was offended about was that I didn’t have a crush on her.

When I came out as lesbian it was during a speech in front of my whole class. I spoke about the need for more education about sexual orientation in school, and they all smiled and gave me the warmest applause ever.

When I came out as pansexual to my friends and my boyfriend, I was completely unafraid, because I knew that they would support me. However, I had kept it from my parents for years, until today. They outed me and then proceeded to not only look at me disgusted, but haven’t spoken to me since.

When I came out I got mixed reactions… but things got better and I wouldn’t change myself for anything else now.

When I came out to my closest friends they just looked at me as if I just said, “I like pizza” and continued talking normally. They’ve been very supportive. I couldn’t be more thankful to have them.

When I came out on tumblr, I knew that only one person from real life (my crush) would see the post and that she’d handle it well. She immediately called me and tearfully came out in return, and now we’re in a relationship and out to some friends. Our parents (conservative and fairly homophobic) have no idea, but still I’ve never been happier.

When I told my mother I’m bi she just got angry. I was about to cry but got angry. I didn’t talk to her and she said I had no right to be angry. Now, she just doesn’t talk about it, but I have a wonderful girlfriend and my mother knows. I haven’t come out to my church yet but everyone else I know already knew.

When I came out for the first time, I was 12 years old and living in Texas. My parents, pets, and I moved to the Bay Area when I was 13, and we all love it here! I’m not really public about the fact that I’m a lesbian, but I’m not ashamed of it. Half a decade later, I understand why I was afraid to come out, but don’t regret it for a moment.

When I came out it was New Year’s Day- or just gone. I wrote it down, telling myself I was gay, and I had to accept that. That was a big enough push for me to make it happen. I came out to my mum tonight, and she was proud that I had accepted myself, and that I can live life as my real self.

When I came out as bisexual to my grandma I was terrified that it might change how she loved me or if she did. I messaged her on Facebook and told her what I am. She sent me back stickers of Joy from Inside Out celebrating and told me nothing I could do would cause her to love me less except maybe being a mass murderer. She also said she kinda already knew and reminded me not to forget to bring her a diet coke. She’s like my favorite person EVER!!!!