Coming Out Story - 2000
The day I came out—It had been some day in July of 2000, and I had been very stressed out about work. You see, I had this huge crush on this guy I worked with. I just knew he liked me too.
Anyway, I had been home all day before I had to go to work. I had been really upset over work and this guy, and I was in a horrible mood. Of course, my little sister was there at home to piss me off, so I ended up yelling and cussing at her and kicking her out of the house. She left and went to her friend's house and called mom. When she came home, she yelled at me saying I didn't need to talk to my sister like that and she wanted me to apologize.
Of course I yelled back, saying she shouldn't have pissed me off and that I had a lot going on in my life that she (mom) didn't know anything about. My mom made a comment something along the lines of me not having problems and I'm too young to know what pain and misery is. I said "Oh, I don't?? I'm fucking gay!! You have no idea what I'm going through."
Her jaw dropped to the floor, and she gave me a hug. She apparently had no idea I was gay. She told me that me being gay was the least of her problems and it doesn't change who I am as a person. Now, 8 months later, I am glad that I told her and the rest of my family. Though I am still explaining a lot of things to her about being gay, she still sees me as the same person, and for that I am very grateful.
