When I Came Out

When I came out to the couple who have been like parents to me, my hands were shaking and my pulse rate was through the roof. But he asked if I was happy, and she laughed, and the conversation moved on.

When I came out, the hardest part was talking to my mom about it. I told her that the “Spanish Club” I had been going to was actually a GSA Weekly Meeting. I told her I was bisexual and she told me she loves and supports me no matter what. Nothing has been different nor awkward, definitely a great feeling.

When I came out as asexual to my parents, my mother didn’t believe me and thought it was just a phase. She still does. That was two years ago. Today I finally came out to my good friends. I sent them the Glee version of Defying Gravity along with my message. They immediately came over to my room with hugs and cake.

When I came out, I was in art class sitting next to my best friend. I told her, “What if your best friend came out to you?” and she replied, “Are you?” and I told her I’m not sure. She had been telling me about this move called G.B.F., short for gay best friend. To tell her that I’m sure that I’m lesbian, I texted her, can I be your gbf? This was only a few days ago but I feel so much better that I told her.

When I first came out, it was to a guy crushing on me. (Awkward) He was really supportive though, even though I said I didn’t like him. (Awkward again) The second person I came out to was my Internet friend, whom I had only met three months prior. Since we had gotten quite close and she was a pansexual, which is similar to a panromantic asexual (my orientation) and also in another country, I decided to tell her. Step one: accept myself; done. Step two: come out to Internet friends; done. Step three: family, friends…

When I came out to parents, it was at a family shrink session and they made me. I’d been seeing this girl and presenting her as just a friend but they said they thought it was more. The forced me to answer and when I finally said yes with tears in my eyes, my mom said that it was just one girl and it’d pass. We haven’t talked about it since, but she always assumes I have sex with every single one of my female friends now.

When I came out to my older brother, it went like this:

Me: I don’t really wanna go with Hugo, he’s in love me and I don’t wanna lead him on
Him: Understandable. Go with Julia?
Me: Same problem
Him: She’s in love with you?
Me: No
Him: You’re in love with her?
Me: Yes
Him: It happens… Wanna grab a bite somewhere?

I love him; he’s the best.

When I came out to my best guy friend, having previously done so to my parents and a few friends, he came out to me as bi. I was so relieved, and I don’t think we’ve ever been closer.

When I came out I said to my closest friends, “You two are the people I trust the most in the world….. I’m gay.” They completely accepted me and one of them said, “That’s great. If it’s any consolation I’m bisexual.” Then when I came out to my parents they just hugged me and said they didn’t care about my sexuality, they only cared if I was happy or not.

When I came out I was 11. I came out to my twin sister first and she was amazing. Then I came out to my parents and my mom just said, “Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.” I then came out to my class and what are the odds, my teacher was gay! Everyone was really supporting and it was great.