When I Came Out

When I came out as a bi girl last week I was at a sleepover with six friends. I was freaking out the whole time and finally told one of them. We were alone and I told her I wanted to say something. It took me about 5 minutes but I finally said it. She hugged me and I cried. She told me not to bind it and to be proud and now all six of them know.

When I came out to my best friend I asked if it was okay and she told me that I’m exactly the same person. I started crying because that’s exactly what I needed to hear.

When I came out to my best friend, even though I knew she wasn’t homophobic, I was scared she would see me differently and be more awkward towards me. I though it would change everything — it changed nothing at all.

When I came out to my brother as trans he said that sometimes he feels he’s trans too. What he meant is that sometimes he wants to be with a guy (he’s bi) more than he wants to be with a woman and was basically trying to say that maybe I’m just gay and that’s why I’m afraid to come out to anyone else.

When I came out I told my best friend and she was so happy for me. She said she had known for a while but is always there for me and loves me no matter what.

When I came out to my best friend over a whatsapp voice message, at first I thought she was ignoring what I said, because she just answered with a story about something funny her coworker did that day, only to add a shy, “By the way, I’d never have guessed that you’re bi, but I think it’s really cool!” 5 minutes later. Nothing changed, we’re still inseparable. 🙂

When I came out, I told my spanish teacher and she was so supportive of me, I cried, she nearly cried, it was emotional, still haven’t told my parents though, that day will come… eventually.

When I came out, I had seen a coming out video, taken the Kinsey scale test, and brought it up the next day when someone said, “Are you sure you’re not gay?”

“Well, I’m a 4 on the Kinsey scale.”

When I came out to my best friend, the boy sitting next to me heard and started telling someone else that I was going to hell for being gay and right then I decided it was a horrible time to come out and since then I haven’t told anyone else.

When I came out, it was to my best friend and it took me a while to tell her. I started off rambling about certain gay musicians without specifically using the word, hoping she’d catch on. Finally, I got to a point where I felt like bursting and said, “I don’t think I am…” And she cut me off and said, “straight? Oh, that’s cool. You have your entire life to figure it out!”