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Our Readers Share How Their Friends And Family Reacted To Them Coming Out (30 Stories)
Any member of the LGBTQ+ community will probably tell you that coming out can be many things: difficult, heartbreaking, or on the contrary - beautiful and freeing. Our readers were asked to share coming-out stories of their own, and the submissions were flooded with emotional messages.
We’re hoping that reading these can raise awareness about this important topic and maybe even inspire some closeted people to be more courageous and confident about themselves.
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It wasn't planned.
My parents left one day to go shopping and I was running around screaming "I'M GAY!"
Turns out they came back early. Lesson learned and embarrassment received.
The first time I was about 7 years old, and my father did NOT take it well that his "son" was now his daughter. Mom somehow convinced him it was "just a phase", which worked great until he got sick of it when I was 9. That's when he decided to commit a federal crime against me and threaten to keep doing that to me every night until I gave in and started acting like a boy. Traumatic, to say the least! It took me about 30 years to undo the damage and find myself again.
Joke's on him, I'm out to my friends and family now (I was quite direct in telling them and they're all cool with it) and he's living alone in an RV miles away and hated by all of his relatives.
I didn't tell them. I had a TikTok and they were blocked on there. They stole my phone saw it and told me that they are the only people who will ever love me if continue on with this stuff.
I am a genderfluid, asexual, and lesbian by the way. They took away all of my social media and here I am using bored panda because I am bored.
I'm so sorry, if you need someone to talk to, i'm here (im a gender confused asexual demiromantic lesbian if that matters)
Not me but my wife's husband is gay and his coming story just shows what a great family they are. When he decided to tell his mom and dad he is gay his mom's answer was: "Honey!! I made you. I knew it before you could even know it yourself. And I couldn't care less. Be who you have to be. I love you. I'm proud of you. I just want you to be a respectable and happy man" and his dad ran out of the room to bring back a bottle of champagne they were keeping to open it when their son would feel safe and strong enough to tell them. I wish everybody had parents like them. The world would be a better place!!
I just told my friends and they went: "Wait, we're supposed to be surprised?? Quick, guys!!"
Well, my mother's kind of against my sexuality. But I wrote her a letter about me being bi. She hasn't answered yet, but my foster family is with me and supporting me!
My dad pretty much ditched me and my mom when I was two so never had the greatest relationship. Cut to high school graduation and he feels the need to reach out so he invites me to his wedding. He told me it was his fifth so he wanted to poke fun at the institution so he was having it on Halloween and it would be a costume party. Well, in his absence he’d neglected to realize I’d been recently employed as a full time drag queen. I knocked on his door in full drag: a skintight leather catsuit, leather waist clincher, long black hair, stiletto boots, the works. When he opened the door he took one look at me then leaned back and shouted to his wife, “Honey, did you hire a hooker?”
“No, dad, it’s me.”
Best. Revenge. Ever.
I just listened to "A Little Bit" performed by Alex Brightman on full volume the whole day and my dad thought it was a funny song so he showed it to my mom and told her that I showed it to him, and she listened to it, then looked my in the eyes and said "Are you gay?" and I said "yeah" and started crying. then she asked a bunch of questions and it was nice.
Then I accidentally came out as genderqueer to my mom the other day bc I was crying about insecurities and stuff and she was like "oh but you're so so beautiful, don't worry!" and I went "I don't wanna be beautiful, I wanna be handsome!" and then my mom was kinda like "Oh... I need to know.... what are your pronouns my dear?" and I said I don't know. She told me it was okay, I could still be figuring it out.
And to my friends I just told them something random and I ended it with "anyways girls are hot", and they were like "WAIT" most of them were okay with it, one came out to me at the same time. One literally started the conversation by calling me a lesbian and winking at me I was like "what how did you know" apparently he'd known longer than I knew lol. One went on a rant about how the bible says I'm sinning and how I'm going to hell (I told her praise satan, she wasn't ready for that. she eventually learned to deal with it because me and that other lesbian who came out to me at the same time were her only friends lol). One did the CLASSIC "so do you have a crush on ME?" and I did at the time so that wasn't a good look for lesbians.
My coming out wasn't dramatic, because I know my parents support LGBTQ+, but I wasn't planning on coming out, because I think people shouldn't need to come out, as we are on the same level in importance as CisHet people. I think you should just say your pronouns, and that's it.
But of course, there are still people who think that LGBTQ+ is wrong, which is sad. Anyway, I just kind of mentioned I was Lesbian to my dad, at the dinner table, and my sister, who was also there. I don't know if they told my mom, but later when I accidentally mentioned it to her, she just acted like she already knew.
well that's nice. a lot of parents kind of realize it before you, they're good at reading their kids like that. i don't even know why i was scared to come out, my parents are so supportive of lgbtq that they stopped going to church because they didn't want us exposed to homophobia. and they are love church, so thats a big thing for them, and we're Christians so thats really cool to me.
I got a frying pan, walked up to my Mum, and said: "Hi Mum, look at this amazing pan! You should hang it up on the wall because it reminds you of me!" She looked at me like a was an idiot. So I said, "It's a pan, and I'm a pan..." It didn't work and I didn't feel like explaining. So I'm not out yet.
This is the opposite of what was asked, but I moved across the country to San Francisco when I was 20. I'd met this guy Mike and hung out with him a lot, when I'd call home I'd talk to my parents about him and things we did together. Finally Christmas time came along and I said I was going to come home and bring a friend along whose parents were out of the country for Christmas. Mom of course said "Great! We're looking forward to meeting your friend!"
My parents seemed surprised at the airport when I got off the plane, hand in hand with my girlfriend, Christine. Later that day when we were alone my mom asked "Wait, where is Mike? Isn't he your boyfriend!?" When I said "No.... he's my friend." She said "Oh my god, we thought you were gay and weren't ready to come out yet! We thought Christine was Mike's friend"
Then it hit me, I'd been pretty quiet about my relationship with my girlfriend when talking to my parents, I really only only mentioned her in context with Mike like "I went out to dinner with Mike and Chris". And I remembered that when we talked on the phone, Mom would ask a lot of questions about Mike, trying to give me an opening to reveal that he was my boyfriend - I always thought it weird the way she was so interested in him.
So even though I'm not gay and didn't actually come out, I found that my parents would have been very accepting, which makes me pretty lucky after hearing some of the horror stories from friends whose parents who would not accept their homosexuality at all.
I'm going to do the time I came out to my friends, cause I still I haven't come out to my family yet. But I hope I will by the end of the month.
Anyway, my friends and I were at Knotts. I think we were in line for The Log Ride, and they were asking me who my ex-crush ex-friend was. I was like, if I tell them, then I'd have to come out. But I was originally going to come out. So, I said, "Lemme get one thing straight, I'm not." A look of surprise crossed my friends' faces. They accepted me and I was so happy. Then one of my friends said "That was so smooth, I think I might use that next time." I gave her a look and she came out to us as a lesbian. My other friend also came out as bisexual too. In the end, I was glad I came out to them. They were so supportive of me. HAPPY PRIDE MONTH Y'ALL!!!
I haven't officially come out to my parents, but I drew an ace flag and hung it up, and folded up my clothes to look like an ace flag. I haven't come out to my friends because I haven't seen them in a long time, but I'm afraid they won't like me anymore.
I'm sure your friends will still love you, if they don't, they're toxic and not good friends. you can be whoever you want and love whoever you want. I'll be your friend, if that makes you feel better about anything.
This is a little unusual, but I think it fits. I've been married a long time, and always loved the romantic and fun bits leading up to sex, but not sex itself. We thought I couldn't possibly be asexual because I always enjoyed myself beforehand. My husband knew this, and we always communicated clearly about what we wanted and needed (we used to joke that we probably talked about sex before anybody else in the country!).
One day, he was reading a novel where the main character described herself a "asexual, but not aromantic." He said, "Honey, I think this is you." So I guess my husband brought me out of the closet?
Yup I'm bisexual and I'm allowed to have girlfriends (I'm a female) but only allowed to marry men.
That's my brothers logic too. He told me it was fine that I could have a girlfriend I just couldn't marry her. Even though he's bisexual, he tells himself that he can have crushes on boys but he has to marry a girl. Internal homophobia sucks. When you turn 18, your parents can't control that, because you're technically an adult.
I said “Hey, I’m asexual” and they were like,” Okay, but what do you want for lunch?”
You just came out as asexual, it had to be garlic bread, was it garlic bread???
I was in the car with them haha and then I was kinda like "hey...I'm a lesbian..." and they were like oh okay and my mom asked if I was suicidal which...thanks for caring I guess but it was kinda weird
and then I just kinda mentioned gay memes and my friends picked up on it
She probably thought that because a lot of LGBTQ people commit suicide, because others bully/harass them.
After seeing Eret wearing a dress and coming out as bisexual in front of so many people inspired me, I wasn’t afraid to let my true colors shine anymore. I told my family, my friends, and grandparents. My family accepted it almost immediately :), my friends being the teenagers we are they said “POGCHAMP” which made me laugh and feel appreciated because now my friend group has one of each. My grandmother however, we had an argument, she did say that I am female, but after talking it out we decided to just not bring it up again. My grandfather was chill with it. (Btw I’m non-binary)
I first told by best friend before we were about to preform at a Christmas party. I told her I am gay and she just gave me a big hug. Then she was like I’m so proud of you and I still love you and care about you. Then we both cried. Then we went and preformed. Later that night I came out to rest of my friends. It was and still one of the most amazing nights of my life and wouldn’t change a thing. Ive got some advice for any closeted teens out there. I’m a teen too. I know how you feel. Constant fear and stress about people finding out your secret. Just find someone that you know will accept you. Tell them who you are. I promise that when they accept you you will feel like a GIANT weight was just lifted off your chest.
I go to a catholic school and I am so scared to come out because I did with one of my "friends" and she was like ohmygod do you have a crush on me?? and you can't change in the girls locker room anymore, it's creepy. :,( anyone have any advice
While explaining to my parents what being aromantic means.
Ok. My coming-out story is really not interesting. I came out to my brother with a text message, and with my parents, while we were watching tv, I was like, "Hey. I'm Bi." And they were like "Cool." I came out to by queer friends through a text message, and that's... it. Not that intristing. :)
Didn't have to. It's that obvious.
I really hope that with future generations there's no need to come out as there will not have been the assumption everyone is cishet.
My parents found out when my mum was accidentally added to a group chat and I didn’t realise and said my gf dumped me so I didn’t really come out to them but I came out to my friends by just telling them that I had a crush on a girl and hoping that they were supportive (they were)
I made a six layer cake with my brother (he knew way before my parents did and he was totally cool, just surprised) where each layer was a color of the rainbow. On the top I wrote " I
did you accidentally press publish? That's really impressive it's hard to bake a cake like that
Bi. Knew my mother was supportive and just told her, but was unsure about my father. Me and him got chatting over wrapping some christmas presents for family, and he made it known offside that he was perfectly fine with LGBT+. So I told him too, he shrugged and said that it's fine, and jokingly said to add girls to the list of people to bring forward for marriage proposals.
I was planning to do something big, but I ended up just going up to my parents and saying “ Hey, I’m bi.” Thankfully my parents are very supportive- they bought me a bi pride flag and earrings for the pride picnic going on in my area soon! It’ll be my first pride month out of the closet and I’m so grateful for an accepting family.
My mother would NOT SHUT UP about cishet intercourse so I just kinda yelled at her (after asking her to stop several times because nobody at her house was gonna do THAT) “IM GAY CAN YOU STOP NOW??!” Afterwards she didn’t believe me, and kept asking “are you reeaaally though?” And once I finally convinced her she didn’t care. Then the next day she asked me about pronouns and exact sexuality and I told her (they/them/theirs) and she hasn’t respected it since. Anytime I correct her she m arks it as disrespectful.
Almost all my friends are lgbptqiaanbfd+ But I told the first at a sleepover when I was talking about a girl I liked.
She shouldn't tell you you're disrespectful, she's the one being disrespectful
not dramatic for me... I literally said I was gay, then later I said I was Genderfluid... So I have to yell at my mom about my pronouns...
I just sorta mentioned it and hmthey were like ok cool and that was that.
I am a fifty year old white heterosexual married man with two kids and it breaks m heart when I read that parents don't accept the sexuality of their kids, especially because of religion.
I worked in my dad's microfilm company (before digital record keeping began). On my lunch break, I'd sit in the camera repair shop and read. One day, my father slipped a Wall Street Journal opinion piece - more like a quiet screed - about why homosexuality is wrong. I read out and started writing a reply to him. I debunked the piece point but point. I set on it for a couple of days. When I reread it, I saw that I was irrational as I wrote, so I chucked it. I completely ignored the screed. A few weeks later I parked my car next to his one Friday. That day as I was leaving, he asked, "What are you doing this weekend?" I told him I washing my car, seeing a movie with friends, other stuff.. He said, "While you're washing your car, why don't you take off that bumper sticker?" I replied that I wouldn't do that. After we started at each other for a few secs, I said, "I know you don't want too accepts it, Dad, but I'm a les-" He cut me off and said angrily, "No, don't say that word, you're not that." Already his face had gone sunburn-red; I watched the color rise from under his shirt to the part in his hair. We started asst each other for a minute more. Then I said "Have a nice weekend," and walked out the door. -- OH, YEAH! The bumper sticker was white blockl letters on black. It read HOMOPHOBIA IS A SOCIAL DISEASE.
Guys, saying things like, "I don't understand why people need to even talk about who they want to have sex with," misses the point. People are telling you their identity. Who they are. They're not telling you because they necessarily want to share their sex life with you. They're telling you because it should be something we can talk about, and it shouldn't be seen as abnormal. Be careful about having a silencing effect. Be careful about having a silencing effect
I got drunk after a row with my first girlfriend, came home at about 1am pissed (I had an interview with a University the next day so parents were annoyed). Shouted that I was gay to my mum in response to something she said that I can no longer remember. Her response was "what else is new?" I'm actually glad that it was easier than some other people's experiences and I still have a wonderful family. Love to anyone who had a terrible experience.
I was sitting at the table on the morning of my 14th birthday with my cousin (who is also lgbt+ and already knew) and my parents. Only like, two cousins, my parents, and one grandparent knows. I had been wanting to tell them for so long and I’d been panicking and all over the place but I felt better with my cousin there. I explained to them (originally saying I was bi but then working it over and officially saying pan) and I recieved an hour long lecture about labels and how I could get into trouble and be bullied in high school and how it doesn’t really matter who I like but I should be careful about putting labels on myself. I attempted to explain that I knew this already and that I felt comfortable with labels and that I would deal with what would come. It wasn’t a pleasant conversation. But in the end, they seemed fine with my sexuality, more just that they were worried for me. I came out to my grandpa one morning while he was taking me to school cause I was telling him a story
I am late to the race but: my brother(gay) and me(lesbian) came out on thanksgiving together as we both knew about each others sexualitys so he wore a rainbow dress and I wore a rainbow suit both with pin saying: "hi family, I'm gay". My mom was surprised as she was born in a very religious household but she just needed to process it. She has been very supportive.
I never had a real coming out. My mum said: „Later, when you have a boyfriend...“ and I said: „Or a girlfriend...“
I wrote an email to my mom. I never meant to send it. I would write these things and then delete them once I got all my feelings out. I was upset because of some comments she had made about the lgbtq community and I said that I was so upset because I was bisexual and I felt like she was attacking me. Then I accidentally hit send instead of save. I was nervous for a while then we had a talk and cleared up some massive misconceptions about what bisexuality means, and we haven't really talked about it since. I am in a hetero passing marriage so it doesn't really impact my daily image. And I guess it's just easier to move past it
My oldest son came out to me. We were chatting about this and that and then he said his last STI test was negative. "Oh you get checked?" "Yeah, every month Mom." "Don't you wear condoms?" "Well, not for a blowjob." "Eww, that's gross. Why??? Ooops sorry that wouldn't be gross for you, right? So you're gay?" "Actually, Mom, I'm bi." "Bi? Am I N? (like my first name)" "No Mom, I'm bisexual." "What does that even mean?" "I go both ways." "I'm still confused." "I go out with women AND men" "W&M. Wow. Sooooo, if you're bisexual, was (him) a friend or a BF?" "BF" "Okay, what about him, him, him?" "All BF" "Ah! Now I understand all the drama. It was a break-up, not just a friendship." "Yep". Then my husband comes outside and I just tell him "Hey, P is bisexual, he goes both ways, he likes W&M" "(Rigid stance). Can we talk about something else?". So the thing is that I'm religious but this man is my son and I love him, which is what I told my husband. There is no way around this. He's okay, just won't talk about it.
Just want everyone to know, that I know it's hard being your true self, but I'm here for you.
Maybe it's nice to have a sense of belonging, to name all genders and sexualities, but why the heck can't we just let love be love and people be happy. (Obviously - within legal and sane limits - 16+ at the very least or whatever your local legal limit is - sauf Romeo and Juliet obviously, but that's the sane reference)
I just kinda told my mom in the Library parking lot. Of course I wasn't entirely sure at that point and found out later more precisely what I was, and not like she'd understand already being so shite at it, but it makes me happy that she tries.
My thoughts after reading this thread is 1) People shouldn't have to come out, they should just be who they are and should be accepted regardless (I'm aware this isn't the case while there are people who struggle to accept that lgbtqia+ people even exist let alone that they know someone who is not cishet) and 2) If they do feel the need to come out then they should do it in their own time and place. Too many of these stories involved being outed by other people. Who someone is attracted to is nothing to do with anyone else but themselves and their partner(s). Which ever gender they identify as is nothing to do with anyone but themselves. People should be free to live their lives as they see fit and unfortunately it's not so. So while lgbtqia+ people are being killed, beaten, harrassed, ignored, misgendered etc I will be a huge ally. I will fight for their right to be who they feel they are.
Oh - slipped it inner the book I was reading: The Mayor of Castro Street. Sorry I left that out inadvertently.
I'm aromantic and asexual, and I came out to my entire family purely by accident. One of my friends made me a bracelet in the aro/ace flag colours, and I always wore it. My family and I were hanging out, eating icecream, when my mom noticed my bracelet. She looked at it, looked at me, and asked "Is that what you're sticking with, or is it temperary?" I was kind of suprised that she recognized it, and said "Temperary, I think." She nodded, said "Okay. Let me know when you're sure." And we went back to our ice creams. It was really calm and I'm so glad.
tbh I don''t think I ever have....and all my relationships so far have been with the opposite sex. I've never met a man I 'fancy'..... I just don't rule out the possibilty. However, I don't think anyone I know would be surprised if I turned up for party with someone of the same gender if I was single at the time.... I've always championed gay rights, I've always said to those who have asked that I see trans women as women, full stop. So if I ever did end up with someone that wasn't born my gender.. or was.... the world would keep on turning, and my loved ones would keep on loving. I'm 50....... i've' had more than enough time to cut the dross from my life well before we even got onto the subject of who I fancy and why.
I came out to my parents over the phone when I was a college student in the mid-90s. Lots of tears on my part but they were both pretty chill, for the most part. Mom was surprised but dad had already put 2 and 2 together.
Not me but my son. It was a few days before he turned 14 and I was watching TV in my bedroom and he texted me from his room, " mumma, I'm gay". And I of course I knew since he was probably 5 years old that he was, but I replied "no you're not". He replied with anger "why would you say that?" To which is said " Gay men are very neat, clean and tidy, and your room is where my dishes go to die, you're too much of a slob and I'm not even certain you showered this week." I then told him I was kidding and that he deserves to be loved and to love just as much as anyone and I could care less as long as he was treated well. I got to take him to his first Pride that summer and was one of the best memories I have with him.
Went out to lunch with my dad, stepmother, and auntie. I don't remember how it came up, just that I spent like two hours explaining what asexuality is, that yes I was sure, no that didn't mean aromantic, what aromantic is, yes I was sure. Still haven't tried to explain bring bi-romantic to dad and stepmother. Auntie gets it.
I remember when i was 9 before i really knew what lgbtq+ was, and i was walking toward my swimming class and I remember being like 'huh I wonder if I'm gay' I didn't really think I was and in my head I just thought, 'oh well, whoever I like I like ig, no need to stress it' ....yeah, i think I'm bi. I HAVENT COME OUT TO ANYONE THOUGH DJJDJDJDJDHV lol im still pretty confused though idk :p
Came out as a panflux xenogender demiboy through instagram. Eventually got around to changing my name on facebook too. My parents don't make a massive effort but they acknowledge it occasionally and I've told them they're okay to keep as they are so that's fine. My brothers and their partners have been using one of my more preferred names (that's also an old nickname). I came out as bi to my brother when he saw the flag on my laptop background and to my mum by telling her about my crush on a girl and had her pass it on to my dad because I didn't want to do it myself (no reason tho). And with my friends, I haven't come out to my school friends for the same reason I won't tell them about my neurodivergent traits: it would take more explanation than I ever want to do. My other friends found out through my discord and insta and they rolled with it so well because they're also all queer lol
I came out as a guy to my parents when I was 16. My dad didn't quite understand but was excepting from the first second, my mother was a bit harder but still they both have come a long way both regarding LGBTness and autism. They learned and changed not only for me but also by me (I'm famous for telling hard truths and forcing people into introspection) and I'm proud of both myself and them for that. I never came out to my parents as any specific label as I don't find it necessary, and they mostly wouldn't understand, but they do know I'm not like most guys cis or trans, that I'm not into looking super masculine (androgynous male), want to remove my genitals instead of getting the opposite one, that I prefer altersex to trans. I've started opening up to my mom about my double disphoria from my body biology not being similar to that of a cis guy nor to that of a trans guy (might be intersex or have some uncommon bio sex issue, but that's also why I prefer altersex as a label).
with my sexuality (with my mom) i texted her (i have severe anxiety and my mother isn't exactly supportive) and with my dad and step mom it just kinda happened. With my gender identity it was an acciedent with my mom. she saw i had changed my name to Alex on my email and asked me about it and i broke down. She refused to call me by my chosen name until i told everyone else in the house (who are even worse) and i talked to my dad and step mom about it and they bought me a 'A' necklace for christmas.
I have 5 adult children and although I'm more of a traditional parent I have loved my children since I became pregnant with them, it's an unconditional love so if one of my son's were gay I would love him anyway it makes no difference to me whether they are heterosexual or homosexual, I didn't place conditions upon my kid's in exchange for my love.
My parents snooped in my bag 12 days ago. They learned about my double life, and they forced me to delete discord because that’s how I talk to my queer friends. They also think I stopped having a double life and it was “just a phase.” Jokes on them, I’m still living a double life and I’m happy.
I've always held the opinion that LGBTQ+ people shouldn't have to 'come out' because heterosexuals don't have to. Told one of my brothers once, told one of my sisters, and with everyone else I just kind of reference the fact that I'm queer. Like, for instance, went to see Thor Love and Thunder with one of my sisters, my mom and one of my aunts. My sister (who's gay) mentioned that there were a lot of beautiful women in the movie and I agreed with her.
I am a fifty year old white heterosexual married man with two kids and it breaks m heart when I read that parents don't accept the sexuality of their kids, especially because of religion.
I worked in my dad's microfilm company (before digital record keeping began). On my lunch break, I'd sit in the camera repair shop and read. One day, my father slipped a Wall Street Journal opinion piece - more like a quiet screed - about why homosexuality is wrong. I read out and started writing a reply to him. I debunked the piece point but point. I set on it for a couple of days. When I reread it, I saw that I was irrational as I wrote, so I chucked it. I completely ignored the screed. A few weeks later I parked my car next to his one Friday. That day as I was leaving, he asked, "What are you doing this weekend?" I told him I washing my car, seeing a movie with friends, other stuff.. He said, "While you're washing your car, why don't you take off that bumper sticker?" I replied that I wouldn't do that. After we started at each other for a few secs, I said, "I know you don't want too accepts it, Dad, but I'm a les-" He cut me off and said angrily, "No, don't say that word, you're not that." Already his face had gone sunburn-red; I watched the color rise from under his shirt to the part in his hair. We started asst each other for a minute more. Then I said "Have a nice weekend," and walked out the door. -- OH, YEAH! The bumper sticker was white blockl letters on black. It read HOMOPHOBIA IS A SOCIAL DISEASE.
Guys, saying things like, "I don't understand why people need to even talk about who they want to have sex with," misses the point. People are telling you their identity. Who they are. They're not telling you because they necessarily want to share their sex life with you. They're telling you because it should be something we can talk about, and it shouldn't be seen as abnormal. Be careful about having a silencing effect. Be careful about having a silencing effect
I got drunk after a row with my first girlfriend, came home at about 1am pissed (I had an interview with a University the next day so parents were annoyed). Shouted that I was gay to my mum in response to something she said that I can no longer remember. Her response was "what else is new?" I'm actually glad that it was easier than some other people's experiences and I still have a wonderful family. Love to anyone who had a terrible experience.
I was sitting at the table on the morning of my 14th birthday with my cousin (who is also lgbt+ and already knew) and my parents. Only like, two cousins, my parents, and one grandparent knows. I had been wanting to tell them for so long and I’d been panicking and all over the place but I felt better with my cousin there. I explained to them (originally saying I was bi but then working it over and officially saying pan) and I recieved an hour long lecture about labels and how I could get into trouble and be bullied in high school and how it doesn’t really matter who I like but I should be careful about putting labels on myself. I attempted to explain that I knew this already and that I felt comfortable with labels and that I would deal with what would come. It wasn’t a pleasant conversation. But in the end, they seemed fine with my sexuality, more just that they were worried for me. I came out to my grandpa one morning while he was taking me to school cause I was telling him a story
I am late to the race but: my brother(gay) and me(lesbian) came out on thanksgiving together as we both knew about each others sexualitys so he wore a rainbow dress and I wore a rainbow suit both with pin saying: "hi family, I'm gay". My mom was surprised as she was born in a very religious household but she just needed to process it. She has been very supportive.
I never had a real coming out. My mum said: „Later, when you have a boyfriend...“ and I said: „Or a girlfriend...“
I wrote an email to my mom. I never meant to send it. I would write these things and then delete them once I got all my feelings out. I was upset because of some comments she had made about the lgbtq community and I said that I was so upset because I was bisexual and I felt like she was attacking me. Then I accidentally hit send instead of save. I was nervous for a while then we had a talk and cleared up some massive misconceptions about what bisexuality means, and we haven't really talked about it since. I am in a hetero passing marriage so it doesn't really impact my daily image. And I guess it's just easier to move past it
My oldest son came out to me. We were chatting about this and that and then he said his last STI test was negative. "Oh you get checked?" "Yeah, every month Mom." "Don't you wear condoms?" "Well, not for a blowjob." "Eww, that's gross. Why??? Ooops sorry that wouldn't be gross for you, right? So you're gay?" "Actually, Mom, I'm bi." "Bi? Am I N? (like my first name)" "No Mom, I'm bisexual." "What does that even mean?" "I go both ways." "I'm still confused." "I go out with women AND men" "W&M. Wow. Sooooo, if you're bisexual, was (him) a friend or a BF?" "BF" "Okay, what about him, him, him?" "All BF" "Ah! Now I understand all the drama. It was a break-up, not just a friendship." "Yep". Then my husband comes outside and I just tell him "Hey, P is bisexual, he goes both ways, he likes W&M" "(Rigid stance). Can we talk about something else?". So the thing is that I'm religious but this man is my son and I love him, which is what I told my husband. There is no way around this. He's okay, just won't talk about it.
Just want everyone to know, that I know it's hard being your true self, but I'm here for you.
Maybe it's nice to have a sense of belonging, to name all genders and sexualities, but why the heck can't we just let love be love and people be happy. (Obviously - within legal and sane limits - 16+ at the very least or whatever your local legal limit is - sauf Romeo and Juliet obviously, but that's the sane reference)
I just kinda told my mom in the Library parking lot. Of course I wasn't entirely sure at that point and found out later more precisely what I was, and not like she'd understand already being so shite at it, but it makes me happy that she tries.
My thoughts after reading this thread is 1) People shouldn't have to come out, they should just be who they are and should be accepted regardless (I'm aware this isn't the case while there are people who struggle to accept that lgbtqia+ people even exist let alone that they know someone who is not cishet) and 2) If they do feel the need to come out then they should do it in their own time and place. Too many of these stories involved being outed by other people. Who someone is attracted to is nothing to do with anyone else but themselves and their partner(s). Which ever gender they identify as is nothing to do with anyone but themselves. People should be free to live their lives as they see fit and unfortunately it's not so. So while lgbtqia+ people are being killed, beaten, harrassed, ignored, misgendered etc I will be a huge ally. I will fight for their right to be who they feel they are.
Oh - slipped it inner the book I was reading: The Mayor of Castro Street. Sorry I left that out inadvertently.
I'm aromantic and asexual, and I came out to my entire family purely by accident. One of my friends made me a bracelet in the aro/ace flag colours, and I always wore it. My family and I were hanging out, eating icecream, when my mom noticed my bracelet. She looked at it, looked at me, and asked "Is that what you're sticking with, or is it temperary?" I was kind of suprised that she recognized it, and said "Temperary, I think." She nodded, said "Okay. Let me know when you're sure." And we went back to our ice creams. It was really calm and I'm so glad.
tbh I don''t think I ever have....and all my relationships so far have been with the opposite sex. I've never met a man I 'fancy'..... I just don't rule out the possibilty. However, I don't think anyone I know would be surprised if I turned up for party with someone of the same gender if I was single at the time.... I've always championed gay rights, I've always said to those who have asked that I see trans women as women, full stop. So if I ever did end up with someone that wasn't born my gender.. or was.... the world would keep on turning, and my loved ones would keep on loving. I'm 50....... i've' had more than enough time to cut the dross from my life well before we even got onto the subject of who I fancy and why.
I came out to my parents over the phone when I was a college student in the mid-90s. Lots of tears on my part but they were both pretty chill, for the most part. Mom was surprised but dad had already put 2 and 2 together.
Not me but my son. It was a few days before he turned 14 and I was watching TV in my bedroom and he texted me from his room, " mumma, I'm gay". And I of course I knew since he was probably 5 years old that he was, but I replied "no you're not". He replied with anger "why would you say that?" To which is said " Gay men are very neat, clean and tidy, and your room is where my dishes go to die, you're too much of a slob and I'm not even certain you showered this week." I then told him I was kidding and that he deserves to be loved and to love just as much as anyone and I could care less as long as he was treated well. I got to take him to his first Pride that summer and was one of the best memories I have with him.
Went out to lunch with my dad, stepmother, and auntie. I don't remember how it came up, just that I spent like two hours explaining what asexuality is, that yes I was sure, no that didn't mean aromantic, what aromantic is, yes I was sure. Still haven't tried to explain bring bi-romantic to dad and stepmother. Auntie gets it.
I remember when i was 9 before i really knew what lgbtq+ was, and i was walking toward my swimming class and I remember being like 'huh I wonder if I'm gay' I didn't really think I was and in my head I just thought, 'oh well, whoever I like I like ig, no need to stress it' ....yeah, i think I'm bi. I HAVENT COME OUT TO ANYONE THOUGH DJJDJDJDJDHV lol im still pretty confused though idk :p
Came out as a panflux xenogender demiboy through instagram. Eventually got around to changing my name on facebook too. My parents don't make a massive effort but they acknowledge it occasionally and I've told them they're okay to keep as they are so that's fine. My brothers and their partners have been using one of my more preferred names (that's also an old nickname). I came out as bi to my brother when he saw the flag on my laptop background and to my mum by telling her about my crush on a girl and had her pass it on to my dad because I didn't want to do it myself (no reason tho). And with my friends, I haven't come out to my school friends for the same reason I won't tell them about my neurodivergent traits: it would take more explanation than I ever want to do. My other friends found out through my discord and insta and they rolled with it so well because they're also all queer lol
I came out as a guy to my parents when I was 16. My dad didn't quite understand but was excepting from the first second, my mother was a bit harder but still they both have come a long way both regarding LGBTness and autism. They learned and changed not only for me but also by me (I'm famous for telling hard truths and forcing people into introspection) and I'm proud of both myself and them for that. I never came out to my parents as any specific label as I don't find it necessary, and they mostly wouldn't understand, but they do know I'm not like most guys cis or trans, that I'm not into looking super masculine (androgynous male), want to remove my genitals instead of getting the opposite one, that I prefer altersex to trans. I've started opening up to my mom about my double disphoria from my body biology not being similar to that of a cis guy nor to that of a trans guy (might be intersex or have some uncommon bio sex issue, but that's also why I prefer altersex as a label).
with my sexuality (with my mom) i texted her (i have severe anxiety and my mother isn't exactly supportive) and with my dad and step mom it just kinda happened. With my gender identity it was an acciedent with my mom. she saw i had changed my name to Alex on my email and asked me about it and i broke down. She refused to call me by my chosen name until i told everyone else in the house (who are even worse) and i talked to my dad and step mom about it and they bought me a 'A' necklace for christmas.
I have 5 adult children and although I'm more of a traditional parent I have loved my children since I became pregnant with them, it's an unconditional love so if one of my son's were gay I would love him anyway it makes no difference to me whether they are heterosexual or homosexual, I didn't place conditions upon my kid's in exchange for my love.
My parents snooped in my bag 12 days ago. They learned about my double life, and they forced me to delete discord because that’s how I talk to my queer friends. They also think I stopped having a double life and it was “just a phase.” Jokes on them, I’m still living a double life and I’m happy.
I've always held the opinion that LGBTQ+ people shouldn't have to 'come out' because heterosexuals don't have to. Told one of my brothers once, told one of my sisters, and with everyone else I just kind of reference the fact that I'm queer. Like, for instance, went to see Thor Love and Thunder with one of my sisters, my mom and one of my aunts. My sister (who's gay) mentioned that there were a lot of beautiful women in the movie and I agreed with her.