26 Fantastic Excerpts From Your Coming Out Stories

National Coming Out Day is this weekend, and in the past, we’ve often celebrated with Coming Out Day Open Threads or similar posts where we encourage you to share your coming out stories (if you have them — it’s obviously not possible or simple for a lot of us to come out to various people in our lives). In 2011, we put together a listling containing excerpts from the stories you told us in 2010, but since then there has been no new listling despite you sharing so many new stories with so many special tidbits on newer Coming Out Day Posts. So, here we have a listling containing excerpts ripped mercilessly out of context from coming out stories you shared with us on other Coming Out Day posts including the 2012 coming out open thread. We’re just trying to get you all geared up for a holiday that either means “a lot,” a “little bit” or “nothing at all” to you! You do you!

1. I helped my mother come out to strangers at the grocery store when I was five: “This is my cereal and these are my bagels and these are my moms they’re lesbians.”

2. True story: I came out to my parents on my way to an Ani DiFranco concert. Yep.

3. We started yelling at each other and he finally bursts out, “Why do I care if gay people can get married?! That doesn’t pertain to me!” and I immediately yelled back, “BECAUSE YOU HAVE A GAY DAUGHTER!”

4. Then my mom told me she had slept with a girl before. And that she thought Halle Berry was hot.

5. I was sobbing continuously and finally blurted “I’m gay!” and then Skype, wonderful technology that it is, DROPPED THE CALL. Bam! “I’m Gay!” HANG UP!

6. Then I told them that I’m a vegetarian. They took that much harder.

7. I came out to my Dad on the driveway of my student house while waiting for the Landlady to show up with the keys thinking that this would get it out of the way and moving my stuff in would be a distraction. She was an hour late.

8. Me: Dad, I’m dating a girl.
Dad: That’s fine. We just want you to be happy. What’s she like?
Me: Oh, she’s great.
Dad: Where does she live?
Me: On the South Side, by Midway.
Dad: So she’s a Sox fan?
Me: Yep, she’s a Sox fan.
Dad: [sighs, shakes head]

9. Hi facebook friends! How are you all so far today? I just wanted to take the time to tell you that I’m a lesbian. I’ve been trying to tell everyone for a while now but I am a social recluse who refuses to wear anything but pajamas 24/7, so that has hindered my progress.

10. I don’t know if you know this, but, um…roller girls have really nice butts. That they like to show off in shiny spandex booty shorts.

11. I assumed that since I didn’t like boys AT ALL I’d just grow old alone and own a lot of cats.

12. My brother advised me to tell him I support gun control first, then slip in “haha also I’m a lesbian” to ease the shock a little. But I just wanted to come out, not give the man a heart attack.

13. I finally admitted it to myself when I was 19, sitting in my car in a Trader Joes’ parking lot. I will always think fondly of Trader Joe’s because of this. And because of those chocolate cat cookies.

14. My mum tried to say it was just a phase. So I emblazoned CUNT on a denim jacket, shaved half my head and ended every conversation about any girl ‘fuck but she’s so hot’ till she got the message.

15. I told my best friend I had something to tell her and promptly started giggling because I laugh A LOT when I’m uncomfortable. One of my friends, knowing where this was going, decided to make it easier for me so he screamed “HEY KELLY. WHAT ARE YOUR THOUGHTS ON JENNIFER LOVE HEWITT?”

16. I cut all my hair off and told everybody to shut up if they asked about it for like three years, then I went to A-Camp and wouldn’t shut up at all ever anymore

17. The week after my coming out, my mum brought over a cupboard that used to belong to my grandma. As we were installing it in my living room, halfway done, I said that it was big enough to fit me. Upon which my mum said dryly: I thought you just came out of the closet.

18. A week later my Mom called me to ask who my first official girlfriend has been. I told her, then heard her yell over her shoulder “You owe me $5!” Apparently she had a bet running with my step-dad over which of my “best friends” had been my first love interest.

19. She was BBQing and I had poured both of us huge glasses of wine knowing what I was about to do. I just kinda came right out with it. She almost burned the steak!

20. Me: “Fraser, I have something to tell you. I’m gay.”
Him: *awkward silence* “right. How d’you mean?”
Me: “…uum, I’m a lesbian, Fraser. I like girls.”
Him: “O-okay. Like Roxie Richter?”
Me: ” *sigh* Yes, Fraser. Like Roxie Richter.”

21. My Dad finished his cigarette and said “Ok I still love you. Now go into mass, do your confirmation and for Christ’s sake don’t tell your Granny.”

22. Mom: does this mean you are going to cut off all your hair and start dressing like a boy?
Me: no mom
Mom: ok good because I just dont get that
Me: I get it and I think its hot
Mom: (awkward silence)

23. I laugh when I’m really nervous so when I came out to one of my friends she told me something like “get the fuck off my bed.” She wasn’t mad that I’m gay, she just thought I was going to wet my pants on her bed.

24. My Mum’s opinion on a particular set of frames that I was trying on while eyeglass shopping was, “Well, you don’t want people to think that you’re a lesbian.” I just replied (surprising myself, I hadn’t intended to come out) was “but I am.”

25. See my entire life, my dad was a southern pentecostal fire-and-brimstone preacher. I just didn’t think it was worth losing them over… then [I came out] and the unthinkable happened, they chose me! My dad stopped preaching and started a new career. You guys, sometimes this happens too! You really never can tell. Seriously.

26. “In conclusion, thank you Canadian Queer Recording Artists.”

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  1. #11: Me too! From age 13-23.5, I had this image of myself as a spinster aunt/cat lady in rural northern New Mexico with a garden and maybe some goats, painting and writing, but I could never really picture the years in between. Then I started falling for other women in grad school, and here I am!

      • Not yet – I’m living in an apartment in New Jersey at the moment due to grad school. Someday, maybe….

    • Are you my life?! Grad school at 24 was the time I was like “omg women!” all over the place! Before then I just imagined getting pregnant by a friend and then running away with the baby so I could raise the kid on my own. Goats woulda sounded good too!

  2. 14 and 22 I salute you. What I find most fascinating about my coming out story is how my mother remembers it so differently. Anyone else have this?

      • I’m glad it doesn’t come up, she seems to think she was super chill and accepting from the word go…bless her heart. Needless to say I remember a couple of rough weeks after the event. Haha.

    • OMG that’s so true! She edited all the ‘stuff’ she said about being gay and thinks all she’s ever told me is they’ve always accepted me.

  3. People tell me I have a habit of telling stories in a way that assumes people know much more than I am actually telling them, which is probably why one of my high school friends thought I was telling her I was pregnant.

    • this came up A LOT! like that’s so common, apparently, is “i have something to tell you” is always assumed to be “i’m pregnant”

      • For me, when I was a teenager some teens were teasing me about being pregnant but I literally didn’t hear them say “pregnant” I thought they were calling me a lesbian and I was terrified. It was like a bizarre Freudian slip.

  4. My mom made a fancy lasagna when I came out. She placed it on the table and in between laughing and sobbing asked, “get it? LEZ-agna? I’ve been waiting years to make this joke, totally worth it”.

  5. This list has reminded me that I forgot to tell my four closest friends back home that I’d come out until 8 months later when they cornered me and were like “all of our mutual friends are calling you a lesbian, is there something you forgot to tell us?”

    ALSO, my mom and I didn’t process my coming out until a year later when we went to the KD Lang ballet together and then on the hour-long car ride home she turned to me and said “so you’re really gay, then?” So thanks KD Lang, for facilitating that emotional processing session through queer ballet set to country music.

    • I came out to my mom and she didn’t mention it until one year later. We were in the car and she turned to me and said “I think KD Lang is hot, and the only woman I would sleep with.”

      So clearly KD Lang is the way for mothers everywhere to process their queer daughters?

      • There’s an entire pas de deux between two gal pals in denim overalls with prairie farming scenes in the background. It was a revelation appropriately named “Balletlujah!” which incidentally is what I nearly yelled when KD Lang appeared on stage to give an intro to the performance.

    • When I came out to my mum she mentioned the KD Lang Vanity Fair cover, and I was visiting home last weekend and discovered that she owns no less than five KD Lang albums. Mums just love KD Lang (as do I)!

    • There’s a KD Ballet?! How do I not know this already- awesome! I glad performance art was therapeutic for your coming out process.

  6. My mom still hasn’t gotten over the way I came out. Every time it comes up, she looks at me, shakes her head, and says, “you just yelled I’M GAY and ran out of the car!”

  7. Over the phone (as we’re 3000 miles apart).

    Me: I’m dating someone.
    Mom: Who?
    Me: Jennifer…
    Mom: Ok. I love you. Bye.

  8. When I came out as bi to my Mum and little brother, my brother (typically a chill and liberal dude bro) got really bug eyed. I was like “what buddy? what’s wrong?” and he said “no nothing’s wrong it’s just….you know at the end of the horror movie when you find out who the serial killer is? And you mentally rewind the movie watching all the pieces fall into place? I’m doing that with your life now and this just MAKES SO MUCH SENSE”

  9. after i came out my dad asked me to watch a documentary about iceland with him. i was not really that interested, so i went in the kitchen, and he just yells across the house, “you’re missing out, icelandic girls are very hot”

  10. My coming out speech to my parents when I was fourteen started with “First of all, I just wanna say I am extremely PROUD of what I am about to tell you…”

  11. Wow! I did not expect to see my words here (#9) because I didn’t even make the connection that I came out on National Coming Out Day in 2012 and posted that in the open thread to celebrate! Wow wow wow how time flies.

    Also “pajamas” is definitely a euphemism for “an old tshirt and no pants”, let’s be real.

  12. Wow #25, I am speechless. I am from the South and have lots of friends with evangelical parents–this has never in my experience happened. I am so happy to know that these people exist, somewhere, they exist!!! This has me reeling, I just can’t even imagine what bizarro world that would actually happen in! This just made my day.

  13. Literally sobbing about #25. That is the sweetest thing.

    I never really came out, it just sort of happened slowly. And when I finally started dating girls my mom told me she had named me “Alex” instead of “Cassiopeia” because I was such a “butch baby.”

    • Props to your mom for tailoring your name to your personality ;-)

      Of course, if you were Cassiopeia you could go by the equally butch “Cass” and fit in really well in Britain

  14. My mother didn’t accept very well at first, but after a while, she got “used to it”. She just couldn’t understand the idea that I felt nothing about man.

    A few years ago, we went to the movies to watch Pirates of Caribbean.
    When Johnny Depp showed up on the screen, she gave me a look and said: “Nothing?”. And I repplied: “Nothing”.

    When Keira Knightley showed up, I looked at my mother and said: “NOTHING?”. Well, she got grumpy.

    • If people took a really good look at Jack Sparrow, there’d be no attraction. He’s filthy and looks like he’s been wearing the same clothes for at least a decade without washing them. His hair is in dread locks because it probably matted itself from lack of washing and brushing. Just think of the smell. Breathe it in. A sweaty mix of low tide on the high seas and years of unchecked BO. I’ve seen homeless people with better hygiene.

  15. Well you guys I had to come to my parents like 3x before it was like ‘officially’ accepted. LOL.

    The third and final time it happened, it totes caught me off guard. Charice Pempengco had sort of just come out and she had this new hairstyle (NOT JUSTIN BEIBER CUT) and she was wearing this paisley thing singing on a Sunday variety show in the Philippines. I said that I hated the paisley but her hair looked really really good because it didn’t make her face so round. And my mom asks me if I would cut my hair that way and I said no, her hair just looks good on her. Then she just HUGS ME OUT OF NOWHERE and says ‘well your papa and I love you no matter what’ to which sets me to crying my eyes out and when she pulls away she says ‘stop crying and fix your bowtie, we’re going to church’

    • Okay well now I’m feeling weepy.

      Just so you know,all the photos you post, all the snippets about you and your wife and your family and the felines are like the best, most cheering soap-opera ever.
      I can’t wait for the special where you and your lovely one get to be together forever!

      • Awwwww thats so heart warming!!! =) That special will be coming so soon!! She and I just have to work out all the little details! <3

    • Aaaaawn that’s so sweet
      And all because of Charice, once again showing how important it is when celebrities come out

  16. Irrationally proud that not one, but two of my stories are on this list (presumably from different open threads?). I’m glad my awkward early college years are amusing for everyone else.

  17. From my mother:
    “What? Is this an American thing?”

    From my father:
    “Ah, okay. You’re not going to get a tattoo, are you?”

    From my sister:
    “Whoa, so have you ever…like…done it with another girl? And how would that even work?”

    I do love my family lots, of course.

  18. I’m wondering if my parents knew I was gay before I did because for at least a year before I came out they were doing the whole “if you get a boyfriend or whatever *significant look*” thing. And then one time little oblivious to my own gayness me was like “yeah I think I’m more likely to get hit on by girls than guys at my school” and my parents exchanged a Knowing Glance and said “so if a girl asked you out would you say yes?” to which I replied “probably not”
    And then seven months later I was a girl asking a girl out so I guess that cleared things up for them

    • I honestly think they know way way wayyyy deep inside. I vaguely remember my mom saying something along those lines also. My sister was very direct though saying “well youve never liked dresses anyway so….”

  19. When I came out to my parents my mom stayed silent the entire time and eventually started playing angry birds while my dad and I still talked on.

  20. Dear #8: I feel you. Sorta. I’m a South Side girl myself. I think this is a universal Chicago Dad thing. (BTW, maybe the Curse will be broken this year!)

  21. Number four is definitely me! Thanks Autostraddle– I actually forgot all about my mom telling me this, so now I can use it again. She’s still a tiny bit homophobic unfortunately, but I think I’m the full realization of the queer lady she didn’t(?) become.

  22. How does one come out as bisexual without it being a clusterfuck or something you can laugh about later?

    I really want that story cause mine sucked (was forboding but I regretfully paid no heed) and bi kids of the future should have something as nice as all these stories.

    • I told mum I was bi and she said “oh…I’ve never been attracted to a lady like that”. Thanks mum, really didn’t want to know. My bro proceeded to say he should set me up with his girlfriend’s sister.
      So all good really, my mum mainly wanted to know if i was still going to have babies.
      I’m now engaged to an awesome lady with babies on the cards in a few years!

  23. I told my family in the middle of a fight after a relative had died. A sort of “well fuck it, in for a penny in for a pound” moment.

    It went… as poorly as I expected it to.

  24. My dad’s response was ‘at least you don’t have some disease’ to which I responded, ‘yeah…can you pass the salt please’. So.

  25. Yeah, I didn’t come out to my parents as much as go “I have something to tell you” and then let them guess for 20 minutes what it was I had to tell them. Turns out, my mum knew full well and she just like torturing me.

    (Also, I relate to #6 so hard. I said I was gay, I got an “alright then.” I said I wanted to go vegetarian and got a 15 minute lecture on how “we raised you better than this.”)

  26. I’m planning on coming out on Saturday (to family and close friends, out of courtesy) and Coming Out Day/Sunday (everyone else via facebook, since like 9 I too am a social recluse), so any good vibes/encouragement is appreciated! I’m not expecting any hatred or backlash, fortunately, but I just hope I don’t get the words too mangled.

  27. I was sitting in a crowded subway with my mom when she just asked; Are you dating Anne? I proceeded to turn tomato red and had no way of denying it.

  28. My mom took it really well. She was like “I called it” and then “Your sister can be your surrogate!” And I was all, “Mom, the issue isn’t a LACK of wombs.”

  29. SCENE: At the bowling alley with members of my accounting fraternity (a public accounting firm hosted a social activity)….

    Friend: Ugh, I spend all my time with you straight people. (He’s gay.)
    Me: Don’t assume all of us are straight.
    Friend: *eyes widen as he processes what I just told him* SERIOUSLY?!
    Me: Yes. Seriously.

    He then cornered me at a party and proceeded to ask me all sorts of questions (he knew I was married but in the process of divorcing my ex).

    A mutual friend, when I mentioned my passing privilege, said about me “Yeah, you don’t pass all the time.” I was very pleased to hear that.

  30. I forgot to share…we had a new lady at work, and I mentioned something about my wife at teatime. She paused, and said “Your…wife?” “Yes, my wife – I’m married”. Another pause, then “You’re a homosexual?”. I gave her a big smile and said “That’s right”.

    My wife had to deal with my non-stop “I’m a homosexual” re-enactments that evening.

    So thank you for the picture choice, it made me smile.

  31. Via text message with my mother – resulting in her not speaking to me for a few months.

    Basically she couldn’t get her head around why I had broken up with my ex of nearly 10 years and – probably quite innocently on her part – said ‘well are you gay or something’ and my reply was ‘well yeah now you mention it’.

    And that was that. 3 years later she makes really awkward jokes when we’re at her house which I think is her way of dealing with it.

  32. The first time I came out, I wore a shirt emblazoned with “I am gay” in rainbow, neon, glittered letters around campus all day on National Coming Out Day 2011. It caused quite a stir ’cause everyone thought I was a homophobe.
    The first time I came out to roommates, it was to my houseful of sorority girls who were also hella Christian. I had been sneaking girls in and out of my room via windows and the door in my room that led to the back porch. I put a sticky note on the fridge one night that just said “I’m gay. <3" The next morning they were like "Yeah duh. We know you've been sneaking girls in. We figured you'd tell us when you were ready." And then one of them invited my fuckbuddy at the time to her upcoming wedding.
    The second time, my roommate was like, "No fuck. You're like the gayest person I know."
    Finally, when I came out at work, one coworker was like, "Yeah, I figured. You walk like a lesbian." Ok.
    Now I just bring it up a lot so there's really no coming out. I pass hella easily as a straight girl, and I really hate having to come out, so I just spew lesbian all over the place before anyone can assume that I'm anything but.

  33. I live in Canada, and the day that same sex was legalized in the States, my parents and I were on a road trip. We got to talking about the ruling and I sat quiet for almost 30 minutes while they were discussing it. Finally, I told them I thought it was really great because I had fallen in love with a woman earlier this year and I was happy to see those changes in our society. In hindsight it probably wasn’t best to spring news on them in a confined space with hours on end for them to be shocked and confused, but I will always hold June 26th in a special place in my heart for two reasons now!

  34. I went to a concert and the band consisted of two Australian lesbians and a drummer dude. They seemed so happy, so free, so HAWT. I had two beers, cried during every slow song, and drove to my mother’s house after the concert ended. Called her and asked her to come out and get in the car. Started driving her around her neighborhood like a zombie. Finally about ten minutes in, after circling the same suburban streets over and over, with my eyes glued to the road, I blurted “YOU PROBABLY ALREADY KIND OF KNOW THIS, MAYBE, I THINK, WELL I DON’T KNOW, BUT I GUESS THAT I HAVE DECIDED THAT I’M PROBABLY ABOUT 85 TO 90% GAY, AND I KNOW IT’S FINE, BUT YEAH, SO BY THE WAY WE CAN’T TALK ABOUT THIS AGAIN UNTIL I TELL YOU WE CAN.”

    And she said “okay,” and I drove her back to her house, and we did a quick car-hug, and I went home.

    • And she was so sweet in the next few months she would gently try to bring up run-of-the-mill stuff about her lesbian friends or gay rights or whatever and I would just SHUT. HER. DOWN.

      Her: I went to Laurie and Andie’s for dinner.

      Me: Mhm…oh look! The sun is very bright today!

  35. I took my first girlfriend home decades ago to meet my mother (didn’t go home often), and my mum and I were sitting alone for a moment:
    Mom: “‘Y’ seems a really nice girl, I’m glad you’ve found some nice friends.”
    Me: “I’m glad you think so, … she’s gay.”
    Mom: “That doesn’t matter, she’s really nice.”
    Me: “Great, because I’m dating her.”
    slightly longer pause
    Mom: “Oh well, as long as you’re happy.”

  36. ooooh I have lots of fun coming out stories.

    To a friend who was speculating on someone else’s sexuality:
    “Well, when you first met me you thought I was straight, right?”
    “Well, I’m not.”

    With my dad, there was a headline on the paper about Cate Blanchett being bisexual, and I circled it and wrote a little message. Unfortunately he was busy with power tools so after I had hidden in my room for like an hour I had to come back downstairs and point it out to him.

    My very first coming out involved a 6am discussion after much alcohol – “What’s your biggest turn on?” “Nipple piercings.” “On girls or on guys?” “Both”

    OH, and the best one, coming home with a rainbow on my shoulder and purple glitter on my face and telling my brother I’d spent the whole day at Pride.

    (Just last week, I accidentally aggressively came out to someone because I misheard them. She said “I heard someone here was high?” and I said “What? I’m bi, yeah.” “NO, HIGH” – this went back and forth a few times before I realised she was looking for drugs)

  37. I had told my mom I needed to talk to her a week before, so when I told her, she was anxious and practically yelled, “Oh thank god! I thought you were going to tell me you wanted to go to college out of state!”

  38. I was 16 or 17 and I invited my brother and my mom to an outdoor mall. I bought them ice-cream before I told my mom that I was dating a girl -I guess I thought that the ice-cream would soften the news?

    I didn’t come out to my dad, he let me know that he already knew :P

    • Dads somehow seem more apt at knowing than mums, don’t they?

      It was the same for me, my mother was totally oblivious and my dad had known for a long time.

  39. I had just broken up with my boyfriend of 8 years and I was looking for a new place to live.

    I applied to move in an awesome queer household and I was so keen/desperate to move in with these people that I called my ex boyfriend “my ex partner” and I avoided using any gendered pronouns during the whole interview (which was totally silly as they’re the best people ever and they couldn’t care less)

    Anyway, I was talking to my mum over the phone about it:

    Me: “Mum, I don’t know what to do, I feel like I’ve been deceiving them by not telling them that my ex is a man!”

    Mum: “Well, you obviously really like these people and you want to move with them very badly, but, if they decide to let you move in, you must be honest with them before moving in and tell them that you’re straight”

    Me: “But I’m not”

    Mum: “What!?!?!?”

    Me: “What??”

    I hadn’t officially come out as bi to my parents, but I didn’t really hide it either, so I assumed that they knew!

    My mum went on to talk about other stuff for a while as if nothing had happened.

    A couple of days later, she called me again

    Mum: “You know when you told me that you’re not straight?”

    Me: “Yes?”

    Mum: “Well, I thought you just said it to shock me, but then I mentioned it to your father and he wasn’t shocked at all!”

    Me: “Ah”

    Mum: “Yes, he asked me why I didn’t clock it when you were 17 and your “best friend” was staying over all the time!”

    Me: “Well…”

    Mum: “Was she your girlfriend?!? She was gorgeous!”

    Me: “Thanks mum, I’m glad that you approve of her now, 11 years later…it means a lot to me”

    So, yes, my mother in bullet points:

    – She still thinks that at the ripe age of 29 most of my life choices are dictated by my desire to shock her

    – She lives in such a heteronormative bubble that she literally cannot see queer people.

    – She’s a big sweetie anyway

    Final anecdote on my mother certified “queer blindness”

    Apparently when she was very young, but already dating my father, a lesbian woman in her extended circle of friends used to flirt outrageously at her and my mother just thought that she was very nice, until my dad broke the truth to her that the lady was a lesbian and she wanted to sleep with her.
    My mum was very flattered, but also totally surprised that she knew someone who wasn’t straight and that this person would want to sleep with her.

  40. omg, TJ’s chocolate cat cookies! How come noone is mentioning the chocolate cat cookies!!

    And #22, you’re beautiful and awesome. I love that spittake when parents “get it” but really don’t get it. Reminds me a bit of when I came out to my mom about transitioning:

    her: “…does that mean you’re gay?”
    me: “yes, mom. I’m very gay.” (in that you-should-know-this-by-now voice)
    her: “so, you’re going to start dating boys?”
    me: “no. I’m gay.”
    her: …
    her: “oh!”

  41. My best memory of coming out is when one of my cousins came out as a lesbian. She was coming to visit us for a little while, and my mom mentioned that she had come out. My brother didn’t know this until mom said it, and she asked him, like, Are you okay with this? Like basically, don’t be a jerk to your cousin. And he goes “As long as she doesn’t try to kiss you or sister (me) then I guess it’s okay.”

    I’m still trying to figure out if my grandparents have figured out that I’m gay. I called a couple years ago to wish my grandma a happy birthday, and I talked to her, and to my grandpa, and told them I was safe, I’m living with my friend X (girlfriend), I’m doing well in school, yes…
    And as I’m finishing the call my grandpa says “Well, I’ll hang up and let you get back to your girlfriend” and for the past two years I have been trying to parse that statement. Did I hear wrong? Did he mean my friend?

  42. Oh my gosh, that still from But I’m a Cheerleader is exactly what I was looking out when I came out to myself. I was 14, and I had borrowed the VHS from a friend from the GSA to which I blithely and ignorantly belonged and THAT SCENE.

    Megan: Everyone reads Cosmo. Everyone looks at other girls, all the time.
    Dolph (Dolf??): But you only assume they’re thinking what you’re thinking.

    I was BLOWN AWAY.

  43. I came out to an old friend from high school last night! It went like this:

    We were drunkenly dancing at a straight (but hipster) club and she was laughing at her dude friend who was hitting on a dude friend of mine.
    Her: (laughing) I think he’s “puto” (a slur in Spanish, kind of like “fag” but less offensive)
    Me: Hey, don’t say that! He’s probably gay or bi, not “puto”
    Her: Oh, oops! You’re right.
    Me: Btw, I’m bi.
    Her: Yaay you do your thing, girl!

    Apparently her using a slur was just out of ignorance and not hate? I’m still confused.

  44. I get #22 so hard.

    On the phone with my mom, she made some joke about wanting grandchildren.
    Me: Mom, I’m not getting pregnant. I’m queer. I sleep with girls.
    Mom: That doesn’t mean you can’t get pregnant.

    She then told my dad, who was excited that he will always remain the most important “man” in my life. Adorable, clueless parents, I tell you.

  45. I’m sorry but none of these even come close to my girlfriend coming out to her mum. It went like this:

    Mum, I have something to tell you.

    HER MUM:
    Oh god, are you pregnant!?

    What!? No! No! I’m a lesbian!

    HER MUM:
    That’s it!? That’s all!? Don’t scare me like that!

  46. I was talking to one of my friends and she was saying that she must be bisexual, because she’s been drinking beer, dressing “weird” and watching soccer a lot (sic.), and I said “haha you’re describing me basically” so that’s how I came out because i couldn’t resist an awkward comment even though I didn’t really want to. But I just love her definition of bisexual, man. It’s THAT easy, y’all.

  47. I came out to my parents via email. I sent the email as I was walking out the door of my friends’ apartment to go camping at a Muslim festival on the top of a mountain in Albania. I was gone for 3 days at this festival that involved slaughtering thousands of sheep, roasting them, drinking lots of a alcohol, circle dancing and hitchhiking – not a bad way to get my mind off of this major decision. I hadn’t told my parents I was going though and came back to a slew of emails that went through the entire emotional cycle, starting with “CALL ME” and ending with long soliloquy of acceptance. While they are totally cool with the gay part, I’m not sure they’ll get over the radio silence.

  48. First time, when I came out as bi, to my dad when I was 17:
    Me: So, dad, I wanted to tell you. I’m bisexual.
    Dad: Oh. ok.
    pause pause pause
    Dad: So, does that mean you need to be with a man and a woman at the same time to be happy?
    Me: uh, no.
    Dad: Oh, good!

    To my lesbian neighbors (duplex) 9 months ago (also first coming out since separating from husband and realizing I really am so very very gay)
    I wake up to a text at 6:30 in the morning from my neighbor that my toilet has been running all night.
    Me: okay. I’ll fix it. sorry.
    Neighbor: cool. just thought you’d want to know.
    Me: Hey, do you know any good places to go out?
    Neighbor: What kind of places?
    Me: gay bars. I’ve been straight for enough years!
    apparently she turned to her girlfriend and said “So Kate’s a lesbian!”

    Today, I came out on Facebook.

  49. My sister, Aidan, came out to our family friend Stewart one day last summer. He’s a really sweet guy, so it didn’t seem too big a deal. We were all sitting outside on the deck and, as you do when someone’s at college, he asked if she had any guys she was into. Aidan said “No, but there’s this girl I am crushing on. I don’t think it’s gonna work out though, she lives all the way in San Francisco and she doesn’t know how to drive.”
    Stewart said “You know, I have a problem with that…”
    My mom, Aidan, and I all braced ourselves for the worst.
    He said “I think everyone should learn how to drive!”

    We all burst out laughing, and Stewart didn’t even realize why. What a gem he is.
    It was some of the funniest shit I’ve ever experienced, and I will never forget it.

  50. The first time I came out, I told my BFF “I wanna tell you something.” and she was like what “what is it?” and then I got super nervous, so I fumbled my speech and stuff, and she was like “What is it, are you GAY or something?” And so I told her yes, and she went like “ooookaaay… awkward!”

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