I came out as bisexual in the middle of 7th grade. I told my close friends before my family because my brother faked being gay and I thought they'd disown me. My friends were all supportive except for a few that I either no longer talk to, or no longer care that I'm gay. I got made fun of a lot at school because I was the first person to come out in like 2 years. I actually came out with my girlfriend calli. She was the reason I made it through, and she's now my best friend in the world (she's straight). One thing that I'm proud of though is that I actually started the coming out of my school, people followed me and thanked me. Then, in May, I told my parents.
We were at a Mexican restaurant called La Mesa and the table was quiet. So I decided this was as good a time as any (I'd come out to my mum separately before that). So I said "guys, I'm bisexual" and do you know what my dad said? He said "be quiet Anna were trying to eat happily". He didn't talk to me for a week and treated the dog better than me for a while. He's started to accept me but he still uses a lot of stereotypes and not so nice words. Honestly, if I wasn't his only daughter, I think he would've disowned me. But instead I'm slowly getting him to realize that it's okay. And the last step in my coming out story, is yesterday I came out as biromantic homosexual, and said that I'm okay with the term lesbian for the sake of ease because I'm not often attracted to guys.
YOU ARE READING
We are Human: Coming Out Colorful
Short StoryWelcome to a place full of stories of other's experience with being finally being themselves.