When I Came Out

When I came out, I told my best friend of 17 years in the parking lot of the mall before we went Christmas shopping. My voice was quivering and I started to cry. She started crying and she said she was honored I wanted to tell, she loves me so much, and that I am more normal than ever.

When I came out to my older sister I was in my lounge at university with a friend and my girlfriend. We were about to go to sleep when I said that I needed to tell her something. I tried to say it but the words stuck in my mouth until my girlfriend put her hand on my shoulder and lent me some of the strength I needed. I said, “I’m bi” and she just said, “Okay, I love you, and I thought you were going to say something bad! I’m glad you’re happy!” And I really couldn’t be happier.

When I came out to my best friend, it took 3 tries over about 6 months. The first time was when I thought I was bisexual (because I refused to believe that I was actually gay). We were walking through a park and I wrote the whole message down on my phone, planning to show her, but I didn’t. Then I messaged her saying I’m bisexual but the message wouldn’t go through for some reason. Finally I told her I was gay and she was cool with it and actually helped me come out to someone else the same night!

When I came out to my best friend last December I told her I was bi and 2 weeks later told her I was actually gay. My parents are ok with it and love me. Most of my friends accepted me and other than a few “no homo”s and “don’t act gay” I’ve been accepted.

When I came out as a lesbian to my family and friends I was so terrified. I thought that everyone would hate me, but not one single person was against it. Every one of them was so supportive and still is today.

When I came out as bisexual it was to my bisexual friend. She said she still loved me. We’ve been dating ever since.

When I came out, it was to my mum. We were having a fight because I was telling my friends about what’s going on with me more than my own parents (I came out to my friends before my mum). I screamed at her, saying, “Fine, I’m bisexual,” then started crying. She accepted me. Turns out that same year my older brother came out as gay.

When I came out to my close friends, they were really supportive despite my inner doubts. They gave me courage to come out to my mom who told me I was brave and that she loved me. I still have not come out to my dad, but plan to someday soon. It feels good living as an “out” lesbian rather than hiding who I really am.

When I came out, yesterday, I was beat up and written on by some junior guys. I am a sophomore, and a lesbian. I live in one of the most bigoted states in the country.

When I came out I was 14. Only my closest friends knew. But then word went around school, but people were really accepting and just happy. As of right now I’m taking it slow with my girlfriend and I’m proud to be who I am.