When I came out as nonbinary, my parents were pretty confused. They misgendered me and didn’t let me have gender affirming treatment for a while. They didn’t mean make me feel unsupported, they were just very confused. MY therapist who was also non-binary helped me immensely and talked to my parents. Then they were more accepting and brought me to a trans health clinic. It is still a learning curve for my parents, but a message to all fellow enbys; sometimes it takes some time for people to come around. 🙂 (Non-binary/genderqueer/14/Queer)
Story #2256
When I came out to my friend she supported me :)) I know I should probably write more, but I love my friend a lot and I’m just glad she supports me (Genderqueer/agender/15/Aroace biromantic)
Story #2241
When I came out to my older brother, he thought I was joking at first: he said I was too picky when it came to guys, and asked me what my type was, and I said, “Women.” He hugged me after and told me he accepted me and would keep my secret… and then started joking about it in front of my mom and making references to lesbian sex whenever he talked about me. I told him that I’d just been confused a couple months later. Sometimes, it’s just not the right time, and that’s ok. (Nonbinary/21/Gay/genderqueer/transgender)
Story #2007
When I came out I was at my camp. Everyone there was super-accepting, and they all used my pronouns. Several other kids and some of the staff were trans as well. I decided to come out to my mom, but I’m uncomfortable with talking to her so I wrote her a note and hid it in her bag. She read it while at work and after camp picked me up to talk about it. Once again, I didn’t want to talk. Since then she hasn’t said anything about it or used my pronouns, which hurts, but I can tell she’s trying. She let me cut my hair and bought me more masculine-looking clothes. I’m thinking about coming out to my Martial Arts group. (Genderqueer/13/Pansexual)
Story #1981
When I came out, it was to a group of random strangers my age at a summer camp. I figured, “Well, since I’ll never see any of them again, I might as well say it”. Then, one of the other people there said they were gay, and I was like, that’s cool. Anyway, since then, I’ve been coming out to more and more people. For some strange reason, telling a bunch of random people that I’d never see again made me more comfortable with telling my friends. My parent have yet to find out…. (Genderqueer/13/Pan)
Story #1977
When I came out I was 16 and told my best friend and my parents. Back then I came out as bisexual and everyone accepted it. My parents, though, chose to ignore it and we never talked about it again. Now I’m 19 and I identify as genderqueer and pansexual, but I don’t have any intention in telling my parents again, because I know they would “just” accept it, instead of respecting me. So I stick with telling my friends about it and trying not to talk about my gender identity with my family. This way I make sure to surround myself with people who at least try to understand what I’m feeling. (19/Queer)