When I came out to my friends, none of them were surprised as I’d always been the token cishet and we all know how that goes. My parents asked me if I was confused as I’d been going through a breakup, and that honestly really hurt (although they did say they still love and accept me). When I told my grandparents, though, the first thing they said was “You’re still our (name)” and then “We just want you to be happy and feel like yourself” and that meant so much to me. (F/19/Bisexual)
Story #2336
When I came out I was sitting on the couch in a heated argument with my Abuela, and I said, “Well at least I’m not straight.” She looked at me with sadness and said, “What?” I said, “I like girls and guys.” She was confused but now that I look at it it’s really funny. (Non-binary/16/Pansexual)
Story #2335
When I came out to my school as being under the transgender umbrella no one really asked why or said anything rude, and the people who did I just ignored. I was accepted from the moment I came out (mostly cus everybody already knew); however, that wasn’t the situation at home. My mom didn’t accept it at all and my dad just called me by a male version of my deadname for a few days and then forgot about it. When I came out to my family with my sexual orientation my mom just told me that I was bisexual and my dad fully accepted me. I never had the need to come out to the people at school because yet again, everyone already guessed that was the case. Just know that you’re not alone if your parents don’t accept you and you’ll be able to transition/be accepted soon enough 🙂 (Bigender/14/Pansexual/questioning)
Story #2334
When I came out, I first told one of my best friends and she accepted. I colored 4 pieces of paper with my pride flag and my family asked why the pieces of paper were around the house and I told them. They took it ok, but my middle sister told me she is gonna keep dead naming me. (FtM/19)
Story #2333
When I came out I really didn’t mean to. My mom found out and got very angry, and I cried at work. My work friends don’t care but also don’t respect my pronouns either so I’m not sure where they stand. I lost my former best friend because of being non-binary, but my friends now are 100% supportive and I literally couldn’t be happier about that. I can’t wait to go to college and be myself without feeling my mom breathing down my neck. (Non-Binary/14)
Story #2332
When I came out I first did with my friends who are mostly gay so they were supportive. I then told my parents over text. They are supportive but don’t want me telling everyone who asks me. I sometimes feel like they are weird about my sexuality but at least they aren’t mean about it. (Demigirl/12/Pansexual)
Story #2331
When I came out was only recently but I have always known I was gay. Sometimes deep down denial but always obvious to me — gay porn and gay sex kind of was convincing. Anyways, coming out slowly to my trusted friends was wonderful. But coming out to myself was first the most important step. If you are struggling, first ask yourself, can I come out to myself? Then everything else will follow. Peace and love. (M/57/Gay)
Story #2330
When I came out I basically wrote a note saying to a girl who had a crush on me. I remember exactly what I wrote: “I’m sorry but I’m not interested in you, nothing personal. I think I am gay because I kinda have a crush on the new kid in science class.” After she read it, she came up to me and said, “It’s ok, I support you.” I felt really relieved! (M/Gay)
Story #2329
When I came out I was about 7 years old and did not know what transgender was. I had short hair and lived in Wisconsin. I was mistaken for a boy very often, even on an all girls soccer team. Basically I told my mom that when people thought I was a boy I would just go along with it and say yes I was a boy. We were moving from Wisconsin to Missouri at the time, both not good spots for a trans kid. But my mom asked me my new name and everyone at my new school had no idea I was not cis. I only stayed in Missouri for a year than we moved to Minnesota, and here it is much better for me to be me! (M/11/Omnisexual/transgender)
Story #2328
When I came out I was 14 and I was at camp. I really liked this one boy named Paul. I found myself watching Paul quite a bit, and a few times he caught me looking at him. One day I found myself alone outside with Paul and he approached me and asked why I was looking at him. Before I knew it, I said that I liked him and that I was gay. That was the best summer of my life. (M/30/Gay)