Post by xlizzzxroses on Feb 6, 2014 11:02:42 GMT -5
For starters, I was 13 when I officially found out. Kissed a girl and I liked it, that kinda way and I actually pushed said girl away because of rising feelings. Till my 16th I actually went on and off with boyfriends, never did anything with them and well, I met a girl. When I was in high school I met this girl named Anne, completely fell in love..
The first person I came out to was my mom, I'd been up all night anticipating the moment and when she came to wake me up I said; "Mom, I think I'm gay." She had just gotten out of bed and hadn't had her coffee yet, so it took her a moment to realize what I'd said. She said ok, left to the bathroom and later returned to ask if I was going to cook that night. I remember thinking, wait what? You're not making a big deal out of this? What? My step dad, heard from my mom and gave me a thumbs up, rub on the head and left to work.
Gradually every one heard about my coming out a lot were accepting, some even saying that it was about time. My friends used to make a joke about me being so far in the closet, that I'd found Narnia. My dad was a whole different story, though. I'd sat him down, explained everything and at first he seemed accepting. Which was a big deal for me, because me and my father never had a great bond to start with. Over the months to me a lot of doors opened, my dad tried closing a lot of them. He made snarky remarks about my sexuality, my looks and well every little thing that was in his eyes 'imperfect'. It hurt, but didn't really surprise me. My father had been the dick in my life. We used to fight a lot, he never understood my feelings and he'd trash talk about my mother...
I'm 18 now and slowly, but surely me and my dad are creating a relationship and he won't always understand.. Though, he tries to, because he's not ready to lose my as a daughter. All that said, I'm quite happy with the turnout of my life even if there are always people who won't understand. I have my friends and family and I guess that's enough. It'll always be enough.
The first person I came out to was my mom, I'd been up all night anticipating the moment and when she came to wake me up I said; "Mom, I think I'm gay." She had just gotten out of bed and hadn't had her coffee yet, so it took her a moment to realize what I'd said. She said ok, left to the bathroom and later returned to ask if I was going to cook that night. I remember thinking, wait what? You're not making a big deal out of this? What? My step dad, heard from my mom and gave me a thumbs up, rub on the head and left to work.
Gradually every one heard about my coming out a lot were accepting, some even saying that it was about time. My friends used to make a joke about me being so far in the closet, that I'd found Narnia. My dad was a whole different story, though. I'd sat him down, explained everything and at first he seemed accepting. Which was a big deal for me, because me and my father never had a great bond to start with. Over the months to me a lot of doors opened, my dad tried closing a lot of them. He made snarky remarks about my sexuality, my looks and well every little thing that was in his eyes 'imperfect'. It hurt, but didn't really surprise me. My father had been the dick in my life. We used to fight a lot, he never understood my feelings and he'd trash talk about my mother...
I'm 18 now and slowly, but surely me and my dad are creating a relationship and he won't always understand.. Though, he tries to, because he's not ready to lose my as a daughter. All that said, I'm quite happy with the turnout of my life even if there are always people who won't understand. I have my friends and family and I guess that's enough. It'll always be enough.
That's awesome! I'm sorry about how things went with your dad, but I'm super glad things are sorting themselves out now 
