When I Came Out

When I came out to my friend, I was laying in her lap. I looked up and said, “Do you like boys?” She’s like, “Um, yeah?” I said, “Me too!” And she said, “Well, that’s one way of doing it.”

When I came out, I was dating my “best friend.” We had sleepovers every weekend. One day her mom found a love note that I gave her. That day is today and now I’m going to die because when I told my mom I wasn’t gay anymore she was relieved because she is homophobic but now she’s going to shun me ….

When I came out it was on National Coming Out Day. My friend had posted on instagram that he was number 83 on the periodic table (Bi). I then posted that I was made of Gallium (Ga) and Yttrium (Y). I got all positive comments.

When I came out to my classmates as bi in religion class both they and my religion teacher started applauding and told me I was one of the bravest students. I freaking love religion class… and I’m a bisexual atheist.

When I came out to two of my best friends, one said he loved me and was proud of me for being brave especially because I live in a country where LGBTQ is illegal. My other friend just said “ok” and she hasn’t brought it up since then. Even though I haven’t told my family (super-homophobic bunch), I feel free 😀

When I came out to my mum as asexual she just kept on telling me I just haven’t found the right guy yet. She didn’t listen to me at all. Wonder what she says when she finds out I’m aromantic. My closest friends are supportive though.

When I came out, I told my dad, “Breaking news, I like girls.” He gave me a high five and said, “So do I” and that was it.

When I came out it was to my friends. It wasn’t a big deal at all seeing as in our group of about 6 only 2 of them are actually straight.

When I came out… I did so, to be less scared. Now that I did I’m more afraid than I have ever been.

When I came out — well, when my dad made me come out, he forced me to listen to an anti-gay Christian sermon about how I’ll die early because of AIDS and that being gay is like doing drugs and that it wasn’t natural. I then started crying and ran into my room and curled up into a ball under my covers and my dad started to ask me if I was gay and he continued to do this for 2 hours until he finally broke me and I said yes. He yelled at me then slammed my door. I went to school today and faked being sick so I could go to my mom’s house. Now here I am, sitting here writing this letting others to know to be careful and not
come out when you aren’t ready.