When I Came Out

When I came out, it was a mistake. I messed up on my words and my friend thought I was a lesbian. I’m not completely sure myself, but I’m not straight, not exactly bisexual, and definitely not asexual or pansexual. 🙂

When I came out as bisexual, all of my friends accepted me and gave me a lot of support. That gave me the courage to tell my mom about it. I had expected her to be as supportive as everyone else but she wasn’t. We had a big argument and I can honestly say I was destroyed. I’m just hoping she’ll accept me someday.

When I came out I told my mother over text. We are a Christian family so it was hard of course. But my mom was so relaxed and at ease talking to me about it, it was as if she did not care. I love her so much!

When I came out I told my friends I was bisexual. Then I just started saying lesbian till everyone knew me as gay. Then my older brother and cousin both helped me tell my mum, who just said, “You’re the same daughter I gave birth to. I still love you!”

When I came out today, I told my two closest friends while we were having fun downtown. They were very supportive as I expected. Now at home I told my father about 10 minutes ago. He was clearly disappointed at me. The thing is, I’m the one disappointed at him.

When I came out as bi I was scared and I actually ended up changing schools. I found out there was a bi girl in my class and everyone loved her and accepted her so I came out and felt fine. No one judged or anything and it felt great to finally be me.

When I came out I was at a party with friends. I had wanted to tell my sister who I am very close with that I was bi. We were both drunk and when I choked it out, she looked at me, smiled at me like I was an idiot and told me I was the same person I was five minutes before I told her and she loved me regardless. I cried like a baby. I haven’t told anyone else yet but I feel better that I told someone.

When I came out and my brother found out he acted very transphobic but as time went by he started acting like I’m not really mentally a boy. It is too early for him to accept me as a brother and I now respect that. He doesn’t say anything mean about it anymore, he is just quiet about it and acts as if it is a joke. But it’s ok, he is still young; I can deal with it.

When I came out to my mum as FTM transgender she didn’t accept it very good. At first she thought it was a phase (as she thought me liking girls was a phase) but when I started insisting on transitioning to male gender she was very against it. She told my dad, who was disappointed in me. But eventually they accepted it and they are totally ok with it. My mum now knows I like girls and want to have a male body as soon as possible and is ok with it.

When I came out I was sitting with my class and was thinking about going to the guidance counselor to get help. My friend kept asking what was happening so I went to notes on my phone and typed, “I’m bisexual.” She just said, “So?” and went back to her phone. That’s when I got the courage to get up and go to the guidance counselor. She’s giving me resources for help and told me it’s okay.