Gay Coming Out Stories

When I came out, I was swimming in a pool with my sister and she was talking about how I suck at naming things. She said, “You should just let your wife… OR husband [with delay] name kids.” I then corrected her. The next day I hung a sign on my door saying “im gay” in rainbow colors. Then pretended to sleep. (M/13/Gay)

When I came out I didn’t really want to nor was I ever planning to. I was 14 and my parents got on my device; I had forgotten to delete the history so they saw that there was men on there. They asked if I liked men and I said yes. I knew what was going to happen since my family is very very religious; my dad called me a faggot and said that I would never have a relationship with God, and I do believe that. They set up meetings with people from the church to see how repentant I was for my “sin.” My mom would cry herself to sleep as if they were the ones suffering. After years of my dad counseling me about my “phase” I just lied and said I don’t like guys anymore. Now I’m older and about to go to college and I have a HUGE crush on this one guy. He asked if I was gay once because I often joke about it with him, but I feel there is no point in telling him or anyone. Thanks, mom and dad. (M/17/Gay)

When I came out I was 15 and in a car ride heading to soccer practice. She was very supportive. Then I told my best friend; she was totally cool with it. After that I told my other best friend that I liked guys and she thought that I meant athletic girls and it was kinda rough. I still didn’t come out to my dad yet and Imma probably wait till I am 25 ’cause he would not be supportive of me. (M/16/Gay)

When I came out it was to one of my friends during recess. I already told someone else, and she acted like nothing changed, when I told the other girl at recess she was so excited that she thought it was a good idea to tell everyone in the whole school by yelling it through the hallways. Now everybody knows that I like boys and I get made fun of all the time. Luckily I have a group of supportive friends who still love me for who I am! (M/12/Gay)

When I came out I was at my grandma’s eighty-year party when I called my friend (who previously told me she was bi) and I simply told her that I was bi. She was so happy and I felt so good by her reaction and by finally having told someone about it. A couple of weeks after that I told her I was actually gay and I finally told almost all of my friends and got the most amazing reactions that I could’ve asked for. I still have to tell my family. It is difficult but I know that it’ll happen eventually, and I’ll finally be completely myself. (M/21/Gay)

When I came out last night, my mom found out my twitter account and how I’m open to everyone that I’m gay. I’m still numb at the moment because my mom told me that she won’t judge me because at the end of the day, she’s still my mother, although she told me to attend counseling with her and my father, to attend a Christian retreat, and even to pray. I’m not against it because I know deep inside me that I have a true relationship with my God. What hurts me is that people thinks that it’s my choice to be like this, that I have a choice to be straight or whatever but deep inside I know I’m not being true to myself. I know they won’t understand where I’m coming from because after all, they haven’t experienced it anyways. I’m happy being gay, I’m free, I can be myself, but sometimes I wonder, how does it feel to be a straight person without the judgment of the people around you? (M/24/Gay)