When I Came Out

When I came out to my mother today she was so casual and accepting and I didn’t even have to sit her down or anything: it was merely another part of a conversation we were having, it felt so easy. It hasn’t been long since I accepted myself both as queer and trans and having my mother know and accept this fills me with happiness. I wish everyone had such a wonderful mother as mine.

When I came out this girl was joking that I was a fat lesbian. She had been talking to my friend earlier so I had assumed she had outed me. I awkwardly said, “Yeah, you know I’m actually gay, right?” Now she makes fun of me every day because I have every single class with her. Thank god it’s summer.

When I came out as bi, I was a much more naive person that I am now, 1.5 years later. At some point I hoped everything would be ok sooner or later… Mum broke into my VK (Russian analogue of Facebook) account and learned that I’d been dating my female classmate. Since then my relationship with her has turned into a battlefield and been a self-destructing experience for both of us. She blames me for her depression and suicidal moods and refuses to acknowledge a worldview any different from her own. I’m glad she outed me but damn, you don’t wanna be a 22-year-old bi in Russia!…

When I came out to my brother, he told me he wanted to be the best man at my wedding. The day before he had said how he thought gay marriage was an abomination and sinful. Your story has the power change people’s opinions on LGBT individuals overnight.

When I came out at 41 years old as a single dad of 2, divorced after 5 years of marriage, this gave my best friend the courage to come out and now we are partners, living our true life.

When I came out, it was to a close friend I was crushing on. She immediately smiled and told me she was bi too, and revealed that she had been crushing on me for some time. Without thinking I went in to kiss her. Best first kiss ever! We’ve been dating for 2 years now.

When I came out, it was the same day that I sorted through all of the labels and came to terms with the fact that I was bisexual. The first person I came out to was my best friend and then another friend. My best friend was incredibly lax about all of it as though it didn’t phase her; however, I haven’t heard from my other friend since… well, whoops.

When I finally came out to my best friend, I was so nervous. I thought she wouldn’t accept me but the only thing she was mad about was why I didn’t come out earlier!

When I came out to my mum, who actually suspected it for a long time, it was just after we had seen “Tomboy”. When the movie ended, she asked me if I liked girls. It was pretty awkward, and I didn’t know what to answer, but then she laughed and told me she didn’t care at all, as long as my brothers would make her grandchildren. I was glad that she didn’t mind, but it felt like she had spoiled my coming out, and I regretted it because I wanted it to be amazing, and I also wanted to do it later. So if I get to come out a second time, I’d make sure I do it properly and I would not let anybody else do it for me, so it could be just perfect.

When I came out to one of my best friends a few months ago, he told me he was panromantic asexual. I’ve told most close friends, and some other friends. But I still need to tell family. I’m a 13-year-old gay guy.