When I came out to my friends, it was in 5th or 6th grade. In 4th grade, a girl came to our school. I thought she was reeaallyy pretty. She had dark brown hair, freckles, and blue green eyes. I will not name her. I told my friends I like her, and nothing really changed. They tried to “set us up”, which failed. It was adorable though. (Demigirl/13/Biromantic/asexual)
Story #2102
When I came out, my sister found my journal and read it, finding out about my crush and she thought I was gay. Turns out my sister is incredibly homophobic, and I found her diary. All she talked about was boys and how “ewwwww my sister is gay” and it kind of crushed me. But she knows I’m bi now… (F/13/Asexual biromantic)
Story #2101
When I came out, my friends were all really supportive (thankfully). My best friend is straight. I figured out I liked girls when my other friend came out as bi, and I had a crush on her (I still do, ack). My parents don’t know, but I came out to my other friends as asexual but didn’t get a chance to tell them I was also biromantic. The good thing about that is that they won’t nag me about who I like. (F/13/Asexual biromantic)
Story #1963
When I came out to my 18-year-old friend as asexual she freaked out and told me she was too XD She is so far the only person I know to be asexual like me. (F/13/Asexual biromantic)
Story #1933
When I came out I told my sister while we were on a dog walk. She didn’t care but wasn’t mean about it. I then told my friends during school the next day. They were all really supportive! Although I have yet to come out to my parents. (F/13/Asexual/biromantic)
Story #1830
When I came out to my friend over the phone I said, “I like boys, and girls” to which she replied, “Oh my gosh same” and I did a double take. Coming out to my other friend was hard because first I actually needed to get her attention, then I said, “[Friend], I’m bi” and she said, “Wait, say that again” so I said it again and she was happy and jumping around, then I told her I was genderfluid. At another place I was talking with three or four people and one said, “I don’t think I know anyone who is bi” so I had to say, “Now you have!” I say that I’m bi and genderfluid because it is SO much easier to understand than saying that I might be this or that or both or something. Anyway, continue being your queer/ally self and show that closet who is boss. (NB/genderfluid/androgynous/gender is confusing/13/Biromantic/panromantic/demiromantic/akoiromantic/ace)
Story #1813
When I came out I was very nervous. I was 14 years old and in school at that time. At the time I had four friends whom I knew from elementary school. When I dared to come out, three of them made vulgar comments and went to the other end of the school. I started to cry. Only one of my friends was standing next to me. I said she could walk away like the others, but she supports me, so I cried even more. (F/17/Biromantic)
Story #1699
When I came out, my best friends were all really supportive and every single one told me, “You’re still you, I love you no matter what.” I initially told my parents I was bi and they’re really supportive and still love me unconditionally, but my mom’s first (not appropriate) reaction was “I just want you to be safe with AIDS and all of that stuff.” I’m sure she’ll get used to it… (M/17/Biromantic Homosexual)
Story #1680
When I came out to all my closest friends last week as bi-asexual, they were so supportive. I feel so much more confident now, it’s like a weight off my chest, although my best friend doesn’t seem to buy it, telling me it’s not possible and that I’ll struggle to find a partner like this. It caught me off guard and upset me a bit, but I’ll be making coming out cookies for all of my friends next week, so hopefully she’ll see that it’s real. (F/15/Bi-asexual)
Story #1651
When I came out as biromantic to one of my best friends today (a few others already know), I asked her, “On a scale from 1-10 how much can I trust you?” She said 11. I started to tell her by saying, “I have to tell you something,” but got scared. I had written it down because I knew this would happen. I wrote the word biromantic, its meaning, and that that’s what I was. She read it through twice and asked if I was for real. I answered yes and then she gave me a hug and told me she still loves me: “Friends aren’t called friends for nothing.” She later asked questions showing she genuinely cared. (F/13/Bi)