When I Came Out

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!!!!

When I came out it was on Facebook the day before New Years. I got a lot of support and not one bit of hate. I can openly say to everyone that I want to be a girl and I’m not ashamed of that anymore. I can’t wait to transition.

When I came out publicly as bisexual I posted the same photo on Twitter and Facebook announcing that I am bisexual but was scared to come out. It’s been only about 50 hours since I did but the response has been overwhelmingly positive.

When I came out it was at a banquet/memorial service for my grandfather. My aunt, uncle, parents and others were having a conversation about the likelihood that my 2nd cousin was a transgender male and it was completely positive. Eventually my sister and mom (who know I’m bi) asked me if I wanted to say anything. I said only if my sister initiates it so she did and then I announced what I am. My aunt and uncle said they were fine with it as long as I am happy and all that me being bi meant was my genes were a little different than others. My cousin said it just means I might bring home a guy instead of a girl for Christmas.

When I came out to my parents as bi, they were overflowing with support. We hugged. I cried. I couldn’t be happier.

When I came out to my best friend, he came out too. I was so excited!! We are the only out ones in our grade.

When I came out it wasn’t because I wanted to. In class we had talked about things that upset us in our society and homophobia came up. I cried after that class and then that evening a friend texted me asking if I was a lesbian. She was very accepting but we only talked about it once so it doesn’t feel like a lot has changed. I’m not confident enough to openly say who I am.