So I’ve figured out in the past year or so that I like girls, and I’m not sure if I like guys or not. But I’ve been coming out as bisexual to my friends, explaining just that to them, and people are very accepting of me! This one girl, though, I thought was my friend. So I told her, and then she told everyone that I was bi, even people that don’t know me. I mean, I didn’t mind because I’m proud of who I am but I just thought that was an odd thing to do. Well, apparently, one of my friends told me that she these girls were talking about how much of a “weird, disgusting lesbian” I am. And my friend stuck up for me, and then texted me about it on the bus while we were hanging out with people on the bus. I started laughing at how ridiculous the story was, and she asked me, “well are you?” and I said, out loud, “yeah, I’m actually bi.” and this one guy said, “THAT’S FUCKING AWESOME” and this other guy was like “yeah, that’s cool good for you” and we were all laughing hysterically and everyone was being so accepting! It made me really happy, so I decided to come out to my mom when I got home, telling her the story. At first, she said, “you’re to young to know. and you better not be doing this to get attention.” I explained to her that i was sure that I like girls, but I wasn’t sure if I was bi or lesbian or pan, and explained that the reason so many people are coming out earlier is because they’re less ashamed of being who they are. She thought I was trying to be “trendy” but then I explained to her the reality. Then she said, “well, at least you won’t ever get knocked up at some party!” I was a little offended by that, that she thought I would ever do that, but I still laughed and said, “well, yeah, thank god I don’t think I’ll ever get pregnant! I wouldn’t want to go through THAT!” I’m still not sure if I am bi, or lesbian, or pan, but I know that I’ve been crushing on girls for the past couple of years, and that I have such a big crush on this girl that I can’t deny it to myself or anyone else anymore. I am only 15, so maybe I need to just wait and find out if I like dudes before I label myself. So I am sort of just safe under the title of “bisexual” even though I have a feeling I am lesbian. But I just want to thank people like you, on this blog, who support LGBT people. You guys rock, I love these posts too! <3
I’ve been watching and reading “Coming out stories” on YouTube and here.
As I said I’m gay and in the closet. Those stories make me feel somethings strange. I feel happy because they could do something I couldn’t do yet. But, I also feel sad because I wanna do the same and feel free but there’s something in me which is stopping me.
It is so strange for me….
How can I know when is the monent? how can I know who is the first person I should say it? Who can give me an advice?
I think I shoud have a mate before saying nothing because he would suport me in that monent… I don’t know, I-m confuse, so confuse. Moreover, I don’t have gay friends so I can’t talk to anyone…
Ok, I said all I had to say about it today.Thank you for reading ;)
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I was an average girl growing up. I had boyfriends and drooled over hot guys with my friends. But my whole life I’ve always felt like something wasn’t quite right. I just pushed it to the back of my mind and carried on. However, when I was 12, the unimaginable happened: I developed a crush. On a girl.
My family is really old-fashioned and homophobic, so I kept my newly discovered bisexuality a secret. Let’s face it: I was so far in the closet that I could see Narnia. I was terrified that my friends and family would practically disown me for the way I felt. It wasn’t until I had just turned 14 that I finally told my mom. She is the most accepting person in my family, so naturally I thought that it would be the right move. To say the least, she didn’t react the way I expected. No yelling, cursing, or fire-breathing. She just smiled and shook her head. I was relieved at first, until she muttered the dreadful words: “Don’t be ridiculous, Breanne. It’s just a phase”. Although I was certain of my sexuality, I was really hoping she was right. I was going to be starting high school, and I was terrified of being rejected or worse…bullied.
Fortunately, she wasn’t. I’m now 15, almost a sophomore in high school, and a proud bisexual. I no longer think there’s anything to be afraid of, and I’m happy just being me. I talked to my mom a month ago or so and she’s finally starting to accept the fact that it’s not “just a phase”. I won’t grow out of it. I’m now thrilled to say that I’m slowly but surely starting to come out to my friends as well.
So, if you’re going through a tough time coming out and need someone to talk to, feel free to message me. I don’t judge and I would love to offer as much advice/help as I can.
For a while, I have been dying to finally tell someone that I think I’m asexual, but most of my close friends are, well, extremely sexual, which led me to think that they just wouldn’t understand. The other night, I was with friends, when the topic of sex came up. After listening awkwardly as they discussed this in vivid detail, I realized I really don’t get it. It wasn’t as much of a realization as a confirmation, but I felt so much better after knowing that it wasn’t just in my head.
I could’ve just came out right then; I knew I would’ve been accepted. I mean, if we were all fine hearing our gay friend talk about his unusually large amount of sexual encounters, then they should certainly be fine that I feel no desire to have copious amounts if sex with anyone, right? Regardless, I folded under pressure and spent the rest of the night feeling awkward and disappointed.
I was still with my best friend the next day, and for most of that time, I was trying to muster up the courage to tell her. She noticed I was being quiet, and made me tell her what was on my mind. It took a good seven minutes of awkward tension and her half-hearted threats for me to finally say it, but when I did, she immediately accepted it and laughed at me for making such a big deal out of it. God, I love her (platonically, of course).
Still In The Progress
I am 16-year-old male and I’ve been concidering myself as gay, like, my whole life. I was never actually sure about it until 2 years ago I got a girlfriend through an Internet. She lives 6 hours away from me. We liked same things and were alike and I liked her and she likeS me so we started dating.
During the affair I started questioning my own sexuality. Being with her (we met like once a month) didn’t help finding myself ‘cause I felt myself straight every time I was with her. I remember alway at night when we were apart I texted her sad messages about how I had a secret I didn’t want to tell and how I cried about it. I was so sad at that time and very depressed and I even concidered suicide. I was so close with her and I didn’t want to break it all.
While we had dated a year, we were chatting in the Internet, I told her how I can’t be her object of love anymore. She asked why, but I just said that I’m not ready to tell yet because it hurted so bad already. Then she said that she was feeling worse than me which was probably true. Then she went offline and we didn’t talk in two weeks. I know, I was bastard when I left her that way.
While I didn’t talk to my ex, I came out to my big brothers girlfriend who I am friends with and she was very supportive and said that I needed to tell this to my ex. And so I did. It wasn’t easy but it sure was worth it. She was so happy for me and asked why I didn’t say it in the first place. Now we are best friends and hide nothing from each other. She’s just a little bit attached to me still but it gets over
Now I’m open to all my friends but not to family. I’m scared of their reaction, especially dad’s because he is super duper homophobic. Maybe when I am able to support myself 100% I am able to tell them.
It took me 6 years to accept that I regularly developed feelings for women. And once I accepted it, it took me 2 years to get up the courage to tell just one person.
I remember the day, in my car killing time with my best friend. She was a little bit drunk and I was a lot nervous. I kept crying before I could speak and all she could do was give me a hug and wait for me to talk. I remember thinking “this is so silly, why am I crying?!” But it was scary, because I knew that if she turned around and hated me, it would feel like the worst thing in the world. I kept almost saying it, but the words wouldn’t leave my lips, like I was out of breath or out of energy or something. And then, just like that moment when you decide to jump off a cliff into water or flip off a diving board, I just did it. “I’m a lesbian”. I remember not being able to look at her, and I remember being pulled into the most bone crushing hug of all time and whispered the words “Sweetie, I love you so much. You are amazing.”. And I remember the feeling of a weight being lifted, of sucking in a deep breath.
And then I cried, and so did she (because she was a little bit drunk and when I cry, she cries). And we spent the night discussing hot girls and almost relationships that I’d kept to myself. And on that night I was completely 100% myself, and she didn’t care one bit.
She gave me the courage to come out to my parents, 2 weeks ago.
Thank you Mary.
I came out to 4 people 3 girls and 1 boy. The girls took it well but the boy sort of went and told the whole school i was gay and that didn’t go well with a catholic school which was ok with some people. My mum took it well and so did my dad and his fiancee. That was ok but i got bullied by homophobic wankers. It did feel great to be accepted but not all people in Christian Ireland.
i recently came out to a friend about being “confused” and outloud, the words, “i might be gay” sounded so different in my head. she was one of two people i told. they both knew i was also telling the other, and i told them they were the only two people i’ve told ever.
having heard that, my friend decided it was only fair she told me she was definitely bisexual, and that the only person she had ever told before me was her sister. I felt so privileged that me coming out gave her the courage to come out to me. I was only initially surprised but admitted that even though she had never said it, i knew she has probably kissed girls before and would totally do it again. she has a boyfriend but told me about a girl on our soccer team she had a crush on and it’s just amazing to finally have someone to talk to that understands. this is equally her coming out story as it is mine, even though we’ve only told a few people. I was just hoping to gain someone i could trust with the things i never told anyone, but ended up getting someone who actually understands, and i couldn’t be happier!
overwhelmed and overjoyed
I had been wanting to tell two of my friends for a while now, but always chickened out at the perfect opportunities. finally i was feeling so frustrated that i just told them i wanted to tell them something, which isn’t something unusual for any of us to say. it took about a week before i got to tell them. originally i had wanted to tell them at the same time, but it ended up being to my benefit to tell them separately.
I told Summer that i also wanted to tell our friend joy, but not to talk about it until i had told her myself. Summer was super accepting and listened really well to everything i had to say, even though she couldn’t understand what i was feeling. she told me a secret that i wasnt to tell joy. she told me that one of our friends who had just moved away had admitted to her once that she had lesbian feelings for her, just as i suspected, even though i knew the person she was and her beliefs would never let her act on it.
When i finally got the chance to tell joy, later that day, she admitted to me what she only admitted to her sister, and i wasn’t to tell summer, that she was definitely bisexual, as i half expected too!
I know i wouldn’t have learned either of those things had i told them at the same time, and i was sooooo happy i did! i can’t even believe how happy i am right now, and i just wish i had someone to some out to so i could share with them just how happy i am now!!
i was never worried for a second that coming out to them would be a mistake or even have negative effects, but i never expected it to go this well :)
Frustration and Relief
Hey all! My name is Heather Nicole Tshudy, Niki to most, I’m 18 and happily homosexual ^w^! I can’t look back and see a time I truly liked a guy so I guess I’ve been a lesbian since the beginning. When I was younger I did ‘date’ guys (if you could call me walking around checking out girls while whoever I was with was trying to keep my attention that) but it was all purely to fit in, and they all ended with me losing all interest and just getting very distant. And on top of that 2 of the guys I ‘dated’ turned out gay themselves (Irony am I right lol).
Well, here it is.
Coming out for me has been a mixed bag; while a lot of people, including most of my friends and family. However, a lot of hate has sprung up from those who didn’t really like me before. Originally, it was a little thing between me and my friends - they didn’t really mind my sexuality at all.
However, things changed when the self-propagated rumour spread that I was bisexual. For 2 years, I’ve had an onslaught of mockery and questions, both serious and sarcastic. This was not helped at all when another rumour (which I did not deny as I do not tell lies) was spread that I had gay sex. ONCE. 4 YEARS AGO. And yet people seem to think it’s the intrical thing in my personality and history. Let me tell you right now; even though that was a moderately important experience of sexual discovery in my life, I would not go so far as to make a stupid 10-year-old decision with a friend the centre of my life.
Now, there are other things people use against me. My ‘bad looks’, my love of ‘cartoon porn’ (anime), my general nerdiness and lack of being friends with more than 3 people. I feel like it’s mostly childish immaturity, but it does get annoying and it makes school life a lot less enjoyable than it should be.
Most people I meet in the real world are perfectly okay with who I am; even my 54 year old father who I though would be outraged had no conflict whatsoever with my coming out. And so I think it will get better - as more and more people around me become more knowledgable and comfortable with both their own sexuality and the sexualities of others.
Peace out, one love etc.
Cal Halzalla (pseudonym to protect myself) - I can be contacted at email@example.com with any questions or just leave a comment if you can do that on tumblr.
I was driving my relatives to Walmart to buy a Magic Bullet
- Me: *driving* I have to tell you guys something. And it’s something very serious.
- Cousin L: What’s going on?
- Cousin W: Okay…
- Cousin K: *quiet* (She already knew)
- Me: I’m gay. I like girls. No, it’s not a phase. I’ve known for years but never accepted it til now.
- Cousin W: WHAT?! ARE YOU SERIOUS. YOU’RE NOT LYING. WHAT. *begins shaking the back of my seat and slapping my arm*
- Me: Ow, ow, yes I’m serious.
- Cousin L: …. I don’t know what to say. Why haven’t you told us sooner?
- Me: Because I was scared. This family is so tradition, racist, and homophobic.
- Cousin W: I have a best friend who is gay. I’m very accepting.
- Cousin L: I’m not homophobic.
- Me: I’m glad…
- Cousin W: Why aren’t you saying something, Cousin K?
- Cousin K: I already knew…
- Cousin W: WHAT. NOW I’M ANGRY CAUSE SHE KNEW FIRST.
- Cousin L: Why did you decide to tell us now?
- Me: I am tired of watching how I speak, being in the closet, and hiding who I am. It’s tiring and I’m trapped. I want to be free.
- Cousin L: If you tell the family, you know what will happen. They will disown you and toss you out as if you were never born. Are you ready for that?
- Me: I don’t know..
- Cousin L: I would wait until you can support yourself 100% and are with someone serious.
- Me: I think that’s what I’ll do.
- [The end]
Hi there. I’m from an area in Asia still fighting against a law which makes homosexual sex illegal, and despite this, coming out to my friends was probably one of the easiest things I have done, which came as a surprise to me. I technically came out before I even knew what ‘coming out’ really meant- I told my friends that I was romantically interested in a female, that I would never be interested in men, and they were all okay with it. I’ve been blessed in the sense that I have been surrounded by accepting people since I was young, who, even if they have a religion that does not agree with homosexual relations, accept me as a friend and understand who I am. Despite attending an all-female school as of now, never has anyone shunned me simply because of my sexual orientation, or stayed away simply because they were afraid I might fall for them.
I officially came out as a self labelled lesbian a year back after a short struggle wondering if I could possibly be bisexual and so far, it has been a wonderful journey. My friends do little things like referring to my future partner as my “girlfriend” or “wife” without a second thought, without flinching, without ever slipping once; little things like avoiding the use of ‘gay’ as an insult even when it is lighthearted; little things like showing they accept and support gay rights, which I see are small, forgettable things to them but mean the world to me. Never once since I came out has there been an attack on my sexuality from these people I hold dear. They have helped me in getting one step closer to coming out confidently to my parents and I will never forget that I am surrounded by people who will always stand by my side, and who understand.
To those who believe they will never be accepted by those around them- you have a place in this world. And please, never forget that.
-tumblr user uptightcrankypants :)
So far everythings gone great!
I’m a 16 year old male living in South Carolina. I first realized i was gay when i wasabout 12 years old and thought to myself naw i can’t be gay. I’d never believed it to be a possiblity and wouldn’t come to accept it until late october last year. Up until the day i came out for the first time to someone i knew online (november 4) my gay experience has been a hell. When my dad thought i might be gay iwhen i was 12 and told me that if i went to hell for being that way he’d go to hell too i tried not being gay for a whole year. But eventually you just can’t not be who u r or you’ll go mad. for the past 2 and a half years i have struggled with the fact that I’m gay, not wanting to accept that that was who i was. I would tell myself that i could fake my whole life and marry some woman and pretend to love her and be “normal.” But i soon started to realize that whole idea was impossible. If i had to pretend for the rest of my life that i was straight, i was sure that i would kill myself. I started thinking that i could be gay in secret, that i never had ro tell my family or any of my friends. It would be too embarassing and everyone would judge me. Something clicked with me in october and i started to accept the title of homosexual. Never once, even when i realized i liked men, did i ever thinnk of myself as gay. I never WANTED to believe i was. But something told me to accept that i was in october so finally did. On november 4 something else inside me told me that i NEEDED to go home and tell someone. I came home from school and decided that i’d tell some people i knew on my xbox that i didn’t know in real life. That way they couldn’t run off and tell everyone at school about me right? I spent all afternoon trying to summon the courage to tell my friends that i was gay. when one of them said they were about to get offline u told them to wait and one by one invtold all of them seperately. The first person i told, vicky, conpletely understood me. it took me so long to tell her and i was so frightened and anxious. Only if you’ve come out yourself or come close do u understand what i felt. Vicky didn’t act surprised or sad like i thought she would, she just told me that it was fine and why would it matter. i continued to tell three other people who r all very supportive . i told my sister a few months later and she didn’t care at all. everything had been going fine and i was planning on telling my mom when she got a hold of my journal where i write EVERYTHING. She knew all about me being gay and quickly called my dad, blaming me being gay on him leaving us. This made me resent my mom for treading my personal journal and telling the one person id never wanted to tell that i was gay that i was gay. mom told me i was just going through a phase and we haven’t spoken about it since :(. My dad gets us one weekend in a month and last week was the week we had to go see him. I don’t really get along with my dad and i won’t get into a lot of detail cause that would take to long but lets just say he’s dine a lot to make me hate him. He told me that this week i didn’t have to come but i still had to talk to him in private when my mom came to drop of my sister. i sat in the car with him while my mom and sister waited and he eventually got around to me being gay. To my very very very very large suprise, he told me that i was a very responsible young man and that he didn’t care. This made me cry (in a happy way) and it brought us closer together. I know that there r a lot of bad coming out stories out there but i hope through mine u realize that in some good things come out of them. i plan on telling my best friend that I’m gay later this week. i wish the best of luck to any of u who r planning on coming out. U can reach me at firstname.lastname@example.org or if u so happen to enjoy video games :) left4deadspace is my xbox live gamertag. Feel free to contact me anytime.