When I came out I didn’t want to. My trusted friend told everyone I was bisexual. I got so mad at her. When I confronted her about it, she said, “I swear on god I didn’t do it.” Then today during class she said, “I’m sorry I put the email out there. I shouldn’t have believed that rumor about you liking my crush” and she wants to be my friend again but I said no. She violated my trust and because of her someone told me I should die. But all of my friends support me.
Story #2448
When I came out I was maybe 11 or 12. I was in the living room with my oldest sibling and my parents. (Both my siblings knew and are also queer.) All I said was “I’m bi.” My mom looked at me and said, “We don’t care who you love” and left. I know she meant that she’s accepting but it still kinda was strange. I had come out to one of my closest friends a few days before and he’s really accepting and is aroace. Most of my friends I never came out came out but I make jokes about how pretty girls are and stuff like that. More recently I thought about my gender and realized I am bigender and use she/him pronouns. All my friends who know were/are really accepting or were just like ‘okay’ (most of my friends are also LGBTQ+ so I expected this). (Bigender/13/Demiromantic/demisexual/bisexual)
Story #2444
When I came out for the first time, I was a sophomore in college. I was really drunk and hadn’t even fully admitted it to myself yet, but it felt so good to have a space where people and didn’t treat me any differently. Now, four years later, I came out to my religious family. My siblings were really supportive, but I think my parents are struggling with it. I can tell they’re trying to understand and love me anyway, but it really hurt me to hear them talk about their beliefs that being gay is “just as bad” as being a thief or an abuser. (F/22/Bisexual)
Story #2443
When I came out it was in the middle of a mental breakdown. My friends and brother had known beforehand, but I was too scared to tell my parents. When I finally did, they accepted me for who I am and understood not to tell my extended family (homophobia). I am coming out to my extended family soon. Wish me luck! (F/Bisexual or lesbian)
Story #2439
When I came out I texted my best friend when I was first questioning, and then followed up a few days later and told them that I definitely am bi. A few months later, I told my parents over text with a bi frog. My brother was at a sleepaway camp; I think he found out when he got his phone back / through my jokes. A few more months after that I realized I am gender fluid and literally chose my name on the walk to school. I told one of my friends who is kinda the center of the friend group and probolby a few others directly but most of them realized through the trickle of info about gender/sexuality. I haven’t come out to my parents as a gender bender yet but I plan to… in the next few years. Kinda scared but it’s fiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnneeeeee. Anyway I think I’m polyamorous and haven’t felt the need to tell people. If it comes up, my friends will learn something new about me. (Genderfluid/gender bender/13/Bisexual and probably polyamorous)
Story #2432
When I came out, I told my friends and parents as soon as I realized, which took me about 3 years to fully understand. I texted my best friend and I asked her, if I’m dreaming about kissing a girl and going out with her, I probably like her, right? She said yes, so I went downstairs and told my parents, who were very accepting (my mom is bi too). There are sometimes people at school who ask if I’m gay, and sometimes I don’t know how to answer, so I stare at them blankly, but I’m working on telling more people, and so far I’ve told several close friends who have all been very supportive. I’m so grateful I am surrounded by such loving people! (F/13/Bisexual)
Story #2410
When I came out, I was back home with my parents for the Christmas break, and we were watching a comedy. At one point I asked, “Would it make a difference if someone I loved was a guy or a girl?” The answer was a simple “of course not.” I thought there would be some sort of euphoria, or pride that I finally had the courage to come out… but it was just… calm. Calm and certainty. This moment of realisation, the knowledge that I could finally be who I truly am, was much more powerful that any other feeling I could experience. Now, armed with this calm, quiet, yet so powerful feeling that I can finally be who I am meant to be, the face looks brighter — next year, and all the years to come. (M/19/Bi)
Story #2403
When I came out, it was the most out of context thing because I was with a friend on the bleachers, and I was on my phone looking at my second Instagram account that I use for myself where I have my correct pronouns. I was editing my profile when my friend took my phone and saw what I was doing and he was like, “Are you trans?” And I was like, “Yeah.” He was really supportive, though, but it was awkward because he was shouting and there were a lot of people there. (FtM/15/Bi)
Story #2398
When I came out I was 12 (7th grade). I had come out as lesbian to my mom; she was accepting of it as she was bisexual. On the other hand, my grandma thought I was too young to actually know. As time went on, when I got into the 8th grade, I wasn’t very happy with my gender. I never wanted to say I was a boy cause I felt it was wrong to think so I said I was nonbinary. I recently came out to my mom as trans and she’s trying to get used to it. I’m still trying to figure it all out, though. (M/15/Transgender/bisexual)
Story #2396
When I came out, I was already 41. My family has always known me to be boy crazy, so telling them I also liked women was incredibly shocking. I told them I wanted to live my life authentically, which meant dating someone that I matched with regardless of how they identify. They have been supportive, but it would have been so much harder if I didn’t have the support of my closest friends. (F/41/Bisexual)