When I came out, I was outed. It was pretty sh*tty. My mother found out by reading my journal and then screamed at me saying that I’m not a man trapped in a woman’s body and that I’m born a woman, will live as a woman and die a woman. Then she cried telling me to not have sex change surgery when I become an adult. This happened when I was 13, I think. I even had a nightmare recently based on it where my mom grabbed the journal and carved “you are a woman” and she carved it on the table too and held a knife to my neck saying, “You’re a woman.” My mom told my dad during my tucute nonbinary phase that I didn’t ‘feel’ like a girl and he said, “You’re turning into a lady”. I hate my life. I wish I had the right body. I wish gender dysphoria never existed. (M/14 almost 15)
Story #2564
When I came out, it was through text to my dad. I had been “out” to my friends in school, but never came out until that day. I was on vacation with my mom and built up the courage to send a coming out text to my dad. He was supportive, and we spoke more about it when I came back, but I made the mistake of saying I wasn’t bothered by my birth name and she/her (true) so now I have to build up the courage (and grow an year older, he said I was probably too young to be sure, which hurt a little, but he’s trying) to ask him to call me by my new name and pronouns and get a binder lol (Demiboy trans FtM/13/Omni/demiromantic)
Story #2555
When I came out I was 16 or 17 my parents were super religious and conservative, and I never felt like a girl. All my friends were a bit edgy about me being trans and being bisexual; that was because I went to a Christian school where there were only a few queers. The only one who supported me was my teacher, because she had two sons: one was trans, like me, and the other was pansexual. The teacher was very kind and she was like a second mom to me. I transitioned and received top surgery two and a half years ago and kept my female organs because I wanted to hold a child. (Transgender Male/FtM/24/Bisexual)
Story #2553
When I came out early 2020 I was about 14 years old. I had told my aunt. She was not fond of the idea; she didn’t think it was right for a male to transition to a female. I have had it rough even till this day. It hurts really bad but I know in my heart that I can overcome this pain and I will do it by myself like I have been. It’s so rare for trans girls where I am from to really care about me but I’ll survive (F/17/Transgender)
Story #2543
When I came out a few years ago, I knew that I was male, but out of fear I convinced myself that my feelings weren’t valid and that I was saying I was male just for the attention. This fear was reenforced when I came out to my mother (at the time identifying as non-binary for the previously mentioned reasons). I told her how I felt more comfortable dressing in a suit and tie and how being referred to as a girl caused me a lot of anxiety and depression because this was not who I knew myself to be. She told me that God gave her a girl and that God never told her to let me wear a suit and be like a boy. Since then, I’ve come out as a trans male and she’s slowly becoming a little more accepting, but I still feel nervous when talking to her about anything gender related because what she said to me all those years ago is still with me today. (M/17/Bisexual)
Story #2534
When I came out, two of my friends knew that I was bi and one of them knew I was trans at the time. I created this “about me” test and the winner got money. I let my two friends take it first, and then THOUGHT I turned off the setting after that said “reveal correct answers”, but I obviously didn’t. So, I let my homophobic Christian friend take the quiz and WHAT DO YOU KNOW he submitted it and on the question that said, “What is your biggest secret?”, it said in big letters: “YOU’RE BI” and “YOU’RE NOT A GIRL”. I was so embarassed, I told him some of the answers were fakes the trick him but now every time I play a game with my friends, one of my friends always puts in as my name: “KJ LOVES AMITY” (from The Owl House, also, my fictional crush, another question on the quiz.) Well, there went my shot at my homophobic friend believing me! (M/12/Biromantic/asexual/FtM)
Story #2531
When I came out to my boyfriend I was so nervous. I am biologically female, but I identify as He/They. He told me that he is supportive no matter what, and that he’ll love me just the same. I was so happy. He asked me what to call me, he’s told his family, and he’s been helping me out tremendously. If your partner truly loves you, they will accept you for who you are! If they don’t, then they’re not worth it. (Non-binary/male/16/Bisexual)
Story #2523
When I came out it was when I was in 7th grade. People did not really like that I was trans male and and pansexual, but then in 8th grade I met this group called deep and they were all supportive and it made me happy. (Trans male/13/Pansexual)
Story #2521
When I came out to my best friend who is bisexual, I was pretty nervous but I knew she would accept me so I kept confident. I came out via text while we played an expose game and we had to write stuff about us and you could guess if it was true or false. I wrote that am trans and use he/him pronouns. And she was just like stunned first and then asked if it was true and I said yes. Then she told me how proud she was of me coming out and that she would try her best to not misgender me. (She misgendered me pretty much all the time in the start, but after like a month it got better but she still forgets my name now sometimes.) (Trans male/13)
Story #2517
When I came out, I was a late bloomer. I was a teen in the 70’s, and … I never even considered telling anyone. Even in my 50’s, I wasn’t telling psychiatric practitioners. Along the way, only one close friend, who was extremely broad-minded, was let in on the secret. One Friday evening in 2018, when I was 59, it came to me like a gentle revelation as I watched a trans-related YouTuber. I was going to do it. I don’t live anywhere near family, but have a large contingent of friendly coworkers. I started slow, with very subtle nail color, and pierced my ears after a couple of months. I also started wearing women’s scents. All the changes were welcomed, and even cheered on, by the people at work. In the first year, I started laser hair removal on my face, and almost on the year anniversary, started hormone therapy. Shortly thereafter, I told my managers at work. The next winter, I ventured to work the first time en femme, in black slacks and an attractive top.. I was up to skirts in less than a week. And for Valentine’s day, I left Hershey’s kisses with “It’s a girl” stickers on the bottom, with a nice card for the entire staff. Very well-received. I have been so fortunate! Out and obvious before the lockdown. And this September … I had “the surgery.” I knew from the beginning I’d want that. I got there. (F/64/Lesbian)