When I Came Out

When I came out alongside my girlfriend to one of her friends, the friend came out to us, too. She said she found us both beautiful and that she had been wishing either of us was gay since she met us, and congratulated us.

When I came out to my parents, I was sucking face. With another guy. They walked in on us in a closet and well…. they found out.

When I came out my mom was like, “Yes, I knew it!” I wasn’t shocked that they–my family–were okay with me liking other girls. My family is all about acceptance, and I knew they’d be completely okay with it, but it still took me about 5 years to “officially” come out. (I’m 17, but I’ve undoubtedly known since I was 12.)

When I came out, officially a couple of months ago, my family basically shrugged their shoulders and said it didn’t matter because if I liked other girls, it was still a part of me, and they loved me as a whole. Some friends were shocked, while the majority said it made sense. I’ve known I’ve been into girls since age 12 when girls start to crush on guys, and my mom was waiting for me to to be comfortable to “officially” come out. I was lucky and I hope the best for others to have someone that accepts them completely like my family did.

When I came out I didn’t know it. My father found a paper with a list of people’s initials I had a crush on. After I lied about the names on the list he pulled the other list out with the names that go to the initials. After a long talk they say they accept me but their actions prove different. Now it’s one of those family secrets no one speaks about.

When I came out as poly the day after coming out as bi, my parents were completely unaccepting. They blamed my husband, the fact that we’re atheist, and my therapist for making me this way. They told me they couldn’t understand why I insisted on being weird. It really hurt, but I still think I did the right thing.

When I came out to my parents they were shocked but surprisingly completely okay with it. Now my siblings have found out too and they don’t really care much. My friends are the most supportive and some of them have come out as bi or bi curious too!

When I came out to my mom, it was through a picture on Facebook of me smiling because of my current girlfriend. I called my mom and told her that I like girls and she was confused, but she said she loves me no matter what and that she just wants me to be happy.

When I came out as bi to my parents tonight they did not take it as calmly as I expected. They had lots of awkward questions that showed clearly that their line of thinking was not going where I had hoped. I’m second guessing my decision, but I knew I wanted to do it for myself and every other bisexual person out there who feels the need to hide. I was glad to have my supportive husband, big sister, and brother-in-law there with me. Maybe next Christmas I’ll have the courage to tell them about our girlfriend.

When I came out to my best friend over the phone 3 years ago, I was crying in a heap on my basement floor. I was convinced that somehow by saying it out loud, someone else would hear and I would get kicked out of my Catholic high school or worse, out of my house. To my surprise, she laughed and said, “Come on, that’s no big deal! I still love you and you’re still my best friend.”