When I Came Out

When I came out to my mom, she told me that it’s a phase and that she used to get horny for girls when she was my age…

When I came out, my mom was pissed that it took me so long. I never told my dad or brothers because I was too embarrassed. My mom did. My youngest brother responded with: “Ya, and?” We still don’t talk much about it, but it’s nice to know they care.

When I came out to my gay dad he said, “Are you doing this to try and relate to me?”

When I came out as bi, my lovely mum was great. My lovely dad said: “Young people do such weird things these days, you have to be prepared for anything!” My girlfriend’s mum kicked her out of the house when she caught us together aged 16. But we stayed together with the support of my parents for two years anyway, and her mum got a bit saner over time.

When I came out to my twin brother at 40 years old, he said, “I’ve never told you this before, and I never will again, but you’re the only person that has ever really mattered to me, and you always will be…” Then we went and got falling-down drunk together!

When I came out at 16 my mom said, “That’s wonderful!” but added that I needed to be more careful about leaving porn all over the family computer.

When I came out my Father said, “You can be gay or part of the family, but not both.” Thirty years later, he still does not accept me, but most other members, my Mother especially, accept and love my partner and me. That is good enough for me. Too bad for him!

When I came out my entire family joined PFLAG. Now they spend a week every year convincing me to go to Pride with them even though I don’t like crowds.

When I came out there was just L, G and B. Today we have LGBTQ. I hope before I die we finish the alphabet.

When I came out, my father was furious and told me never to “bring gay people around here.” Now, he calls my wife his “darling daughter.”