When I Came Out

When I came out, I was so nervous that I sent an email to every member of my family. I thought that they would probably be accepting but I didn’t realize that I was depriving them of something by coming out in such an impersonal way. Everyone was so great and I’m so glad I came out but I wish I did it in person. I hope that anyone reading this, who knows their family will still accept them, will come out in person. Coming out is a constant process and every time I’ve done it in person has been a much better time.

When I came out, I was walking to class with my best friend and I paused the conversation we were having by saying “By the way, I’m bisexual.” She stopped walking and gave me a hug and told me how proud she was of me coming out to her. I’ve now progressed to pansexual, but she still supports me, as does the rest of my friendship group when I came out to them.

When I came out, I was on a very long road trip with my family. My dad was listening to a talk show, and these people were debating if gay marriage should be legal. I, unknowingly, kept saying things like, “Of course it should!,” or “Love is love!” My dad asked me why I cared so much about the gay marriage issue, considering this was not the first time I got upset over it. I said, “They are my people!!! I feel for them!!!” My parents really didn’t have a response. They acted like it was just another part of life.

When I came out, it was April’s Fools. I came out to my friends and they all thought that I was joking around. But then I said, “No guys. I’m serious. Here’s a picture of my girlfriend.” I took out the picture of my girlfriend, and they all believed me.

When I came out, I wasn’t thinking that it was April Fools day. I had a lump in my throat because I had decided to tell my mother this day. I almost chickened out a few times, but I held my ground and made a commitment to myself. Though I have already told a few friends, and currently have a boyfriend, today is the day that I truly feel proud and comfortable enough to say that I am a gay man.

When I came out I was an emotional wreck. I told my brother first and he asked if I like the guy I always talked about. I was in tears telling my parents, fearing they would kick me out, and they told me I would always be their son.

When I came out to my parents in 2012 I was so nervous. I knew that my parents loved me, but being bisexual was not something my parents knew much about. But when I told them all they did was shrug and said, “Okay cool, how was the rest of your day?” and although it wasn’t much, it made me feel so much more comfortable because nothing had changed. They still love me unconditionally even if I like men and women and that is true love. I am so thankful.

When I came out, it was backstage of my class fundraiser. I was Dorothy and I had just finished performing for our 4D theater. I told my 3 best friends that I was bi and two of them came out to me at the same time. My other best friend turned out to be a lesbian. I still haven’t told my parents because I want it to be special and I want them to remember it. I’m glad all my friends were supportive!

When I came out I had told my grandparents first, then the rest of my family. I told them via Facebook and the response was overwhelming… almost every one said they already knew… So I was like, well damn… wish I would have known that.

When I came out as bi, it was yesterday, to two of my closest friends during truth or dare. It was such a non-event, and both of them said that they also thought they were bi. Today, I posted the story on my Instagram fan account that one of my real-life friends follows. She commented “proud of you”. I’m so happy, even though I knew that none of them would judge me for it.