When I came out, I was outed. My mother went through my phone and asked me, “So you want to have boy parts and dress like a boy?” I broke down and told her that I did want that. She wasn’t too happy. That was a year and a half ago. I’m still not fully accepted. People at school are horrible. I get barked at every day, I’m harassed, touched, and outed continuously, but it’s getting a little better every day. (M/FtM/15/Homoflexible/bisexual)
Story #1770
When I came out, it was by accident to my entire school. More like, someone outed me, and to this day I don’t know who did it. But even though I’ve lost some people in my life, the rest have been really supportive, and so is my family. (F/16/Homoflexible)
Story #1675
When I came out to my friends no one really cared; they were already bi, gay, or pan. I knew that they would take it well so I said, “I’m gay” but at that time I wasn’t; I didn’t know the word for what I was until this morning. I am now a proud homoflexible girl. Wish me luck when I come out to the rest of the world.