When I Came Out...

So, my dad came out when I was in grade 10, my brother was 19. At the time I was a raging Christian homophobe, of the bible thumping variety, and needless to say things got ugly.

Two years later, after attending a Christian liberal arts college, I realized that being gay was A-OK thanks to a radical Theology prof. Anywho, many tearful facebook messages and heartfelt apologies later, my dad and I fixed our relationship. Sunshine and rainbows and what not.

Two more years later, I find myself in the middle of an identity crisis still at the same Christian liberal arts college although feeling decidedly less and less Christian and more and more liberal. Depression had been consuming me. I began talking to one of my good friends/coach of my college soccer team, who happens to be gay, and I figured out that what was really going on was that I was gay. OMG what?! How could that be?! (Cue eight month long identity crisis/pseudo-dating my straight best friend and co-captain of our Christian college’s soccer team)

In May, my dad takes me out for my birthday. I awkwardly tell him that, “you know how you’re gay? ….. (awkward pause) ya, turns out I am too (insert sheepish face)” ….. “ok sweetie, whatever makes you happy.” Woo easy coming out story. Minus Dad’s subtle but horror inducing aside, “Your brother is going to FREAK OUT.”

Six months later, after gathering the courage to tell my brother, I text him and ask when is a good time to visit because I have something to tell him. He says, “I don’t care how you tell me whatever it is as long as I hear it from you. I’m going to call you.”

Phone call:

(insert 15 minutes of small talk before the “so what is it you have to tell me?)

Me: You know that gay gene that the news keeps talking about? Turns out I inherited it. I like girls.

Bro: I’m not going to lie, thank god you got it and not me! *laughs*

Me: haha ya.. Remember that time we were arguing and you said that I was making all these plans but once the right guy comes along I would change everything?

Bro: Yeah?

Me: Well… I thought about saying, “That’s not going to happen because I like girls!!” but figured since we were fighting, it probably wouldn’t be the best time to bring it up..

Bro: That would have been awesome… what if you had said, “um no that won’t happen because I LOVE PUSSSSSSSSY!!!” *laughs*

Best coming out to family ever. His wife is being a “rhymes with bunt” about it, but whatevs, the fact that my brother took it so well makes me SO FRICKING HAPPY.