When I Came Out

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.

When I came out… actually I never came out because I was never in the closet. I never hid who I am; my parents were just too self-absorbed to notice. My brother was amazing about it and said we can flirt with girls together.

When I came out to my mum and dad I was 36 and I told them both together. My dad looked up from the book he was reading and said, “So what, it doesn’t change anything. You’re still our son.”

When I came out as a lesbian to my best friend today, I didn’t expect her to react the way she did. She simply smiled and said “So?” and hugged me through my relieved tears. It proves that I shouldn’t have worried for all those years about her not accepting me. She is so amazing and supportive!

When I came out, I left class 6th period and lots of things were building up. I knew I was gay for about two years. I confided in my best friend and asked her before I came out that whatever I tell her not to treat me differently. She couldn’t have been more understanding, I said “I’m gay” and she said “and!?” but in a comforting lovely way and just said she would never judge and she loves me. I feel as if I can breathe now, and face the world.

When I came out, I went to my older sister crying and I could not get the words out. She started freaking out, “Hun. What’s wrong? Are you okay? Are you pregnant?” I started to laugh… “Pregnant? I don’t even like guys.” She was beyond happy for me.

When I came out, I was terrified. I told my best friend who I knew would tell the entire school. This was a really small school in the rural Upper Peninsula of Michigan, so the news traveled fast. For a super religious area, I was accepted by most of my peers, including my super religious friends. I just wish that my Dad and Step-mom would have taken it that well.