When I came out originally I was nine. I told my mom I didn’t feel like a girl most days, but she just told me to focus on being a ten year old girl, as my birthday was the next day. I came out again around eleven. Again, I was just told to be a girl. I officially came out and said I was trans when I was thirteen… I got hit with the “I support you, but…” and she went on a tangent about how God made me a girl, not a boy. When I got into an argument about something else, my dad started yelling about how if I want to be a boy, I should go out and do “boy sh**”. Overall it went terrible, and for them “loving me unconditionally”, it surely doesn’t feel like it. I told them I did not like my body and essentially was told to get over it. (M/14/FTM)
Story #2706
When I came out I was fifteen, despite knowing I was queer for a very long time. I had only identified as transmasc for a year though, and the attraction I suddenly felt for boys was new as well. So it was nerve-wracking, but I had realized I couldn’t live with the dysphoria and pain I felt daily. I wanted literally nothing more than to be seen as a boy, to have a boyfriend, to be finally happy and comfortable. I told two friends first, and it didn’t go over so well, which was discouraging. But I pushed on and I’m glad I did. It was awkward and really weird at first honestly, but over time it got better. It’s been a while, and I don’t have a boyfriend just yet, but in the words of Ethel Cain, if it’s meant to be then it will be. If you’re reading these for motivation to come out, as I did for years before I actually did, this is your sign to go for it! If you know you’re in a safe situation at least, I promise you, it’s worth it. It may be weird, it may be awkward, it may even hurt for a little. But nothing can beat the happiness of living as your true self, I promise. (Male [FtM]/16/Achillean)
Story #2704
When I came out I was eight years old. My family wasn’t thrilled about it and took a while to use the right pronouns. They started by just calling me by my name, then using they/them pronouns, until finally they used he/him. It took years for them to comfortably use the right pronouns, and the past three or four years it’s been completely seamless. It took a while, but once they realized that it wasn’t a phase and that it was what I wanted, they became incredibly accepting. It will be hard at first, but after a while it gets sooo much easier. (M/17/FtM)
Story #2703
When I came out, it was over a text message. I made a massive letter and sent it on the bus with my (very) supportive friends. After school, I saw the reply and my mum said “ok cool”. Honestly couldn’t have wanted a better response haha. My mum even found me trans ftm friends. I now am living my best life as a guy. (M/13/FtM)
Story #2656
When I came out, I was 10 the first time. My mum didn’t believe me and I still have not come out to my dad (as he makes fun of gay/trans people). Second time I was 11 and started binding at my volleyball games because of the tight uniforms (do not recommend). My mum was mad and the whole way I got it was I gave her $50 for a $20 binder. She still doesn’t believe me and my sisters are very suspicious. (FtM/Gay)
Story #2653
When I came out as trans and bi, I was 10. My dad told me that “it’s a phase.” My mom was fairly supportive. My dad is a bit antsy about the subject and my mom supports me as best as she can; she even referred to me with my preferred pronouns, which felt amazing. I just got my binder and now I feel incredible. (Transgender FtM/14/Bisexual)
Story #2651
When I came out, my parents had always been a little passive aggressive about trans or lgbtq people in general. I came out a total of 3 times, and hundreds of signals I was trans since the age of 8. They are (probably pretending) still clueless. I pass well and I have been stealth in my school for the past 2 years. (FtM/15)
Story #2643
When I came out I was 15 and having a breakdown in a cafeteria with my mother, but I wish I’d done it much earlier. I said I wanted to be a boy a lot of times when I was younger, but I got really closed-off in general at some point and wanted to avoid the topic of my gender with my family for years because I thought they would make it awkward and not understand. Nobody was surprised when I did get around to telling them, though, and now I’ve got a name and am living like me. (FtM/16)
Story #2636
When I came out, I was 14. I felt very uncomfortable in my own skin and I would sort of shame myself, and an example, I would pull my hair and cut it. And when I came into my parent’s bedroom, they looked at me and just sighed, I don’t know in relief or in shame, but they looked at me and nodded slightly. I took it as acceptance and now I’m living as my true self. (Transgender man [FtM]/19/Demiromantic)
Story #2615
When I came out, it was… awkward. My parents had looked through my phone and saw that I was dating a girl (I’m AFAB) and my mom was very unsupportive and treated me like a little wh0r3. (I was twelve.) My father was somewhat better about it, and I am now FTM and use he/him. I am also abrosexual, lithrosexual, and demiro. (FtM/13/Abrosexual)