When I Came Out

When I came out, I was terrified. I left a note for my sister in her closet for her to see when she was getting dressed in the morning (good idea, right?). At 11:30 on the dot, I get a text from her and my heart drops. I unlock my phone and all she said was, “I love you.” I was so happy to have a family member be so accepting, it makes it much less scary, so I will be telling my mom tomorrow.

When I came out a couple of days ago as a lesbian, my two sisters who I shared a room with won’t sleep in the same room now. Apparently they think they’ll “catch the gay”.

When I came out, it was to my mom. She is my best friend and I just bawled before I even said anything to her. She looked at me and said, “Is it what I think it is?” and I just nodded yes. She then started to cry because she was happy I told her and she said she didn’t care as long as I was happy. And eventually I came out to my entire family.

When I came out as lesbian, my mom accepted me instantly and my dad got really quiet. I got scared and started to cry. He then chuckled and said, “I get it. I like girls too.”

When I came out as bisexual to my best friends, we were at a sleepover. One of them asked if there were any boys at our school that I liked and I said, “Do they have to be a boy?” And she was like, “Wait, are you bi or something?” so I said yeah and they all burst out laughing because they had no idea, but in all they were pretty chill about it.

When I came out for the first time to my best friend, I couldn’t even say it out loud. I ended up writing a poem trying to explain the chaos inside. I ended the poem with, “I’m bending and you’re straight.” That friend looked me in the eye and told me that she knew. “Your closet had a light on, sweetheart.”

When I came out I was drunk. At a party. Just finished making out with a horrible guy and was on my way to his car to have sex. I stopped, got into another car, cried my eyes out to the girl who was in there and told her I was gay and trying to change by having sex with that guy. I’m still not out to everyone, but that girl and I are friends now.

When I came out, I lied. I told my mother I was bi because I couldn’t bear to break it to her that I wouldn’t have the husband and kids she wants me to have. I couldn’t disappoint her more. I still haven’t told her the truth.

When I came out, I was 17 and it was to my mom. I told her I was bisexual and she told me she thought I was lesbian. Since I was a bit young when I found out (13), I thought, “If I like girls then I must be a boy” and dressed like one for a long time even though I knew I loved those heels my sister had. After learning about the whole LGBT thing and meeting more people, I realized I was bi and didn’t have to be butch at all. For the most part, I think my mom was just glad I trashed all those baggy shirts and cargo shorts.

When I came out, it was to my closest friends. They just laughed and said they all knew already, but they were glad I’d told them.