Coming out stories

[Fishie]

Well, I don't really know all of you that well. So I though I'd ask.

Firstly, When did you come out to yourself? How did you come out to others, who did you first come out to and what age were you? Are you out to your parents? If you aren't out, do you ever plan to?

I came out to myself at 14, I thought I was bisexual. (never dated any guys though ) About 2 years later, I identified myself as lesbian. I can't really remember who I first came out to, I think it was my best friend? I was fairly open about it. Currently I'm out to most people, I don't flaunt it.. I would NEVER deny it though, never. I came out to my Mother at about 15-16. She was proud, because she's a lesbian too.

[Kataklysm]

That story was gay....

[Fishie]

Originally Posted by Kataklysm

That story was gay....

thanks! I'd hate it to be anything else

[sourfaith]

wow very interesting

[Kataklysm]

Originally Posted by Fishie

thanks! I'd hate it to be anything else

So did I read that right, your Mom is a lesbian too?

[Dark@ngel]

Originally Posted by ***MARK C.***

Once in a while I get super bored, and I'll go on a website chat room or whatever and PRETEND to be Gay. All the time I'm Laughing my ass off.

Thats about as far as I ever came out.

I'm not in the closet anyways.

Opens GLB forums Closet...
I find Mark.... =====8

[Dark@ngel]

Originally Posted by ***MARK C.***;264***4

No way..

This is me.




Jamie is not ADMIN anymore, bash, flood, ..........



And to the Administrator:

You wont do that to me Mark....

[CuteBlackBoy]

I was one of the lucky ones I think. To look at it now, I never really understood or valued how many great people I have around me. I never took the chance, I never took that great stride into the great wild blue, the great wild blue being the vast world that is opened up onto you when you finally say those three choice words, the words that scare and inspire you, “I am gay.”


I always had very open minded friends and for that I am luckyw. I also always had a very open minded family, it was a side of them I did not even think about at the time. The thought that goes into deciding who you can trust, always leads you back to a question that you ask yourself over and over. " Am i going to risk it all"?

I was lucky enough to come to that point 2 years ago. It was after getting my first boyfriend (whom I managed to see with a great amount of lies and secretive tactics) that I broke down, and decided to bite the bullet and come out. It was a mix of fear and anticipation I felt when I first told my best friend. I knew deep down in my chest that she would be completely supportive, but I still had that fear that perhaps she may have not escaped the typical mindset on homsexuality where we live.

When i told my mother She then gave me one of the biggest hugs I think anyone has ever given me. In that moment, I realized something that I never thought I could. I can do this, I can tell people who I really am, and I do not have to hide it anymore. So I decided that I would slowly give all of my friends this little bit of information about me. In return I received full acceptance, and even stronger connections with everyone. I was no longer lying to them, and they were no longer being twisted up in the web I weaved for 17 years. Coming out I found I learned a lot more about myself as well. Something I realised after telling my mother, and this came to me in her words. “Jean-Paul, you know I accept you for who you are. Nothing will ever change about that. I will always love you for who you are, and I would never base my decision on something as personal as sexuality. You are still the Jean-Paul I raised. But remember this, you are not gay Jean-Paul, you are Jean-Paul who happens to be gay.”

This was very interesting and it made me think of my sexuality in a way I never thought of it before. I treated it with such seriousness throughout my life, I treated myself as if I were solely defined as my sexuality. So with the words that my mother handed to me, I started my life back up again. I was still the same Jean-Pasul everyone knew, I just happened to be gay.

I no longer treat my sexuality as such a serious thing and I no longer naturally assume that people are going to be against it. I just always keep this thought in my head, and it usually proves to be of aid. I am Jean-Paul with my own personality, and they are just people as well with their own personal beliefs and morals. I will not judge them before knowing them, and I hope they will not do the same to me.

[briefsboi18]

Originally Posted by CuteBlackBoy

I was one of the lucky ones I think. To look at it now, I never really understood or valued how many great people I have around me. I never took the chance, I never took that great stride into the great wild blue, the great wild blue being the vast world that is opened up onto you when you finally say those three choice words, the words that scare and inspire you, “I am gay.”

I always had very open minded friends and for that I am luckyw. I also always had a very open minded family, it was a side of them I did not even think about at the time. The thought that goes into deciding who you can trust, always leads you back to a question that you ask yourself over and over. " Am i going to risk it all"?

I was lucky enough to come to that point 2 years ago. It was after getting my first boyfriend (whom I managed to see with a great amount of lies and secretive tactics) that I broke down, and decided to bite the bullet and come out. It was a mix of fear and anticipation I felt when I first told my best friend. I knew deep down in my chest that she would be completely supportive, but I still had that fear that perhaps she may have not escaped the typical mindset on homsexuality where we live.

When i told my mother She then gave me one of the biggest hugs I think anyone has ever given me. In that moment, I realized something that I never thought I could. I can do this, I can tell people who I really am, and I do not have to hide it anymore. So I decided that I would slowly give all of my friends this little bit of information about me. In return I received full acceptance, and even stronger connections with everyone. I was no longer lying to them, and they were no longer being twisted up in the web I weaved for 17 years. Coming out I found I learned a lot more about myself as well. Something I realised after telling my mother, and this came to me in her words. “Jean-Paul, you know I accept you for who you are. Nothing will ever change about that. I will always love you for who you are, and I would never base my decision on something as personal as sexuality. You are still the Jean-Paul I raised. But remember this, you are not gay Jean-Paul, you are Jean-Paul who happens to be gay.”

This was very interesting and it made me think of my sexuality in a way I never thought of it before. I treated it with such seriousness throughout my life, I treated myself as if I were solely defined as my sexuality. So with the words that my mother handed to me, I started my life back up again. I was still the same Jean-Pasul everyone knew, I just happened to be gay.

I no longer treat my sexuality as such a serious thing and I no longer naturally assume that people are going to be against it. I just always keep this thought in my head, and it usually proves to be of aid. I am Jean-Paul with my own personality, and they are just people as well with their own personal beliefs and morals. I will not judge them before knowing them, and I hope they will not do the same to me.

that was beautifully said.
just beautiful.
tom

[lilmiss]

i agree... like he said hes as beautiful inside as he is outside