I tried coming out at 18. It didn’t go so well. I told my best friend… who then never spoke to me again. It was embarrassing, we were doing the same training scheme and would bump into each other. He completely ignored me.
I was glad when that year was over, I went off to university and never saw him again. I do wonder about him sometimes, and did a little digging. He appears to have completely vanished.
After that, in my first year at uni I had an awful experience and nailed the closet door shut until I was 26.
I had a seizure that was… misunderstood by the people I was with and my own escape was to clam up completely about it for some years.
I did eventually talk to a therapist who gave me a good explanation, it just took some time.
Easy. I waited until 1994 when I moved away to go to college. I hid it from everyone in my small town, even though I knew what I liked by the time I was about 11 years old. I decided to wait until I could far away from that place. I told my mom over the phone and she said, “Yeah, I knew that already.” Super easy. So was I in college. When I moved away to go to college, I stayed away most of the time. I found work to support myself to avoid coming home for the summer every year until I graduated. After graduation, I worked to stay away. I came back home for holidays only. My older brothers were a real problem for me, plus the people in the town I was afraid of. One of my brothers confronted me, yelling at me at Christmas in 1995. He attacked me and I kicked his sorry ass. After that, no issues. I found back then that it was very helpful to your own cause coming out if you could fend for yourself, depend on yourself, and keep the homophobes at a distance.
I’m ace/homoromantic.
Thankfully I live in a pretty queer friendly area. I never technically came out, I just brought my GF with me to Thanksgiving one year. I absolutely gave my parents a heads up, but my personal philosophy is that if I wouldn’t have to come out if I was straight, I shouldn’t have to come out just because I’m gay. Thankfully my parents stopped inviting the problematic parts of my family years ago, so everything went super well. I’m effectively out to everyone generally in my day to day life.
My being ace though is nobody’s business except for my GF and tends to not come up in conversation lol
I’m not Out out, I don’t hide that I’m asexual and will tell people if they ask but it has rarely come up. Some people at work know, and other than dumb questions and one guy who keeps outing me as ace to people it went fine. My gender on the other hand I’m not really settled on so I’m not really out to anyone other than my closest friends and partner as agender
I’m “out” in that I’m married and will tell people I have a husband, but I’m also not “out out” in that I don’t straight up tell people I’m gay unless they ask. My policy has always been that if people really want to know, they can ask. I don’t see a need to go around shouting from the rooftops, I mean straight people don’t do that, do they (usually)?
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I came out as bi to my partner of over a decade. They congratulated me, and because were monogamous, nothing else really changed. Then they announced that they “could lose me to anyone” jokingly. I shared the news with a few queer friends and we laughed at bi erasure memes.
I wish everyone’s coming out was as easy as mine, but it’s not, and my heart goes out to those who struggled, or still struggling to be who you are in front of everyone. We support you ❤️
Coming out to my friends as trans/lesbian was very easy, with all of them instantly accepting me. My family was almost the exact opposite, with them being confused and angry at first and then denying it ever happened later 😞
shit. everyone I told for years just brushed me off and when I started hormones my family got mad as hell and were all “I thought that was just a phase!” what absolute fucking shit
That is fucking incredible, what is wrong with them?
