One down, one to go.

I went to Indy pride with my roommates a couple weekends ago. We got lost, had a blast and I had bought some stickers for my jeep. I had figured that if I added them, my parents would eventually find out and it would make it easier.

Man was I right! I came home, and put the stickers on my jeep and my mom had asked what the equal signs on my bumpers were for. I explained they were for HRC. She was completely cool with that and explained that she already knew what the rainbow sticker meant. When asked if she was ok with it, she responded with “As long as you’re happy, I’m happy.” I don’t know if mom thinks I’m bi or if I’m lez but either way, she’s cool with me liking girls. Which is what I thought was going to be difficult to tell her but not anymore.

Next on my list: Dad. A very conservative man who has a cousin he says is just like a sister to him. And she’s a lesbian. So I hope its just as easy as telling mom.

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Like A Dream

First of all let me explain that I am not fully “out” but am getting there, slowly but steadily. I have known I was gay since about the age of 10 or 11 and I am now almost 18. I also work as a lifeguard at the local pool.

I started going out with this guy a few weeks ago. I was terrified that people would see us together as we live in a small village with a population of about 2,000. But as I spent more time with this guy the more I wanted to show people how much I loved him!

We would take walks in the woods and hold hands and kiss but as soon as we got into the open we would do nothing. This was fine with me at first because it was a bit of fun and it was my dirty little secret. However I realized this could not go on for ever and eventually I would want to tell people about us.

One day when we were walking in the woods ( and holding hands) someone walked passed us, I thought it was just a tourist but I was soon to find out it wasn’t!

A few days later I was walking down the street after being out with my friend and these two guys (which I knew from school) both asked me if I was gay. Not being able to think about I just said it was possibility. When I went home it occurred to me that someone from the village must have seen me and my boyfriend in the woods.

I went straight to my room when I got home and it hit me that most of village probably knew now but the weird thing is I didn’t care. I sat there asking my self why it mattered so much and I couldn’t think of an answer. So I thought I might as well tell other people.

The next day at work I told another lifeguard and what a surprise, she was cool with it!

Yesterday I went to Swimming Club and somebody made a gay remark to one of the lifeguards so afterwards I went and told the lifeguard that I was gay and I didn’t think it was appropriate. I also explained to him how I had a boyfriend etc. He was really supportive- he said he didn’t have a problem with it and he took an interest to it as well, asking how long I had known I was gay etc.

It was probably hardest to tell the lifeguard at the swimming club how I felt because I had (and still do have a slight) crush on him but it was so easy I think I might tell someone else today.

I will submit another story as I progress through this, surprisingly easy, transition.

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I’m sorry.

I’m a girl, and I came out as a bisexual to my boyfriend last August.

I had been waiting for an opportunity to tell him. We had been going out for about ten months. One night, we were having a late night conversation on aim, and I told him about how I’ve had homosexual dreams.

He asked, “are you bicurious?”

And that’s when I came out to him.

At first, he took it very well. He was light-hearted, and he thought it was cool.

But then, he started flipping out.

He was worried about me cheating on him, about how he would never feel good enough, and how I was suddenly a completely different person.

He said he fell in love with the old me, and he wasn’t sure about this new person. Ouch.

We stayed up that whole night, and I cried through most of it.

The next morning, we met up at the beach. It was foggy, overcast. My eyes were puffy and red.

He said that he was so sorry.

We’ve been going out for a year and nine months, now.

We’ve gotten so far.

And it’s really funny, because he ended up accepting himself as a bisexual, too.

But what he said that night, it still stings.

After that, I decided I’m not telling my family unless I absolutely need to.

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Looking for support

I was going to come out publically but i confided in a trusted friend who shared my feelings. Well, things seemed so good until- well I won’t talk about it. If anyone is willing to help, I haven’t come out and I don’t know much about the scene other than some time with my former friend. Anyone who can help will be great- I’m in the Scranton area. I’m curious but don’t quite know how to make the scene or meet with others.

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