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National Coming Out Day
Oct. 11th, 2006 02:57 pmMilestones.
End of July, 1998
I came out to myself.
End of July, 1998
I came out immediately afterwards to my friend Emily.
Begining of August, 1998
I came out to my long time friend April, who told me she could fix me and I could borrow her bible.
Begining of August, 1998
I came out to my friend Tom who asked me if I liked him in a letter he wrote me (which my father would later find). We became boyfriends.
Beginning of September, 1998
I came out to my sister in our basement as we were doing laundry. She shared something personal with me, so I blurted out, "I'm dating Tom Ferrero."
September, 1998
I came out to my bestfriend Robert at a birthday party. He said we were playing for the same team. I tackled him and hugged him in front of everyone on that church floor.
End of high school (2000ish)
Although Robert and I started the Gay Straight Alliance in our high school, and I dressed like rainbow bright (I was a raver. Like a big one.), my parents still thought I was straight. Eccentric and Flamboyant, but straight. I came out to my mother in the kitchen when she asked me if I was gay. She took it better than I thought she would. She said, "Some people are just born that way, give me a hug.......Don't tell your sister, she wouldn't be able to handle it."
January 4th, 2001
I came out to my dad. He found my journal and confronted me. I cried and I told him everything. My thoughts on religion, my sexuality, and how I felt he didn't ever try to connect with me like he did with my sister. He told me that his religion made it clear that what I was was wrong, and that he was NOT to understand it, or even try. BUT that he loved me. Oh and NOT to tell my sister, she wouldn't be able to handle it.
September 2003
I came out to my entire college. Most of the people who knew me knew I was gay, but I took the position of President of Savannah College of Art and Design's Gay/Straight Alliance, so that basically broadcasted it to everyone else. It was an amazing feeling.
September 2004
I came out to my Favorite Aunt. Aunt Michelle. She told me stories of how she used to show dogs and how great and gaaaaay the poodle show-ers were. I told her I was gay and she said, "What took you so long? I so cool!"
September 2005
I came out to my Uncle and 2 Cousins I lived with in Albany, Ca. One cousin is a ballet dancer (although straight) so he was ok with it, my other cousin I was worried about but I suddenly seemed cooler in his eyes. And my Uncle builds sets for the ballet and the opera, so he was totally cool with it.
Those are the major milestones.
Inbtween each are a million more, but they weren't as memorable as the ones listed.
I am not out to much of extended family, but I don't have very strong ties to them, or them to me. I don't see them very often, and when I do see them they aren't really interested in what I do, or who I am as a person so it doesn't seem right to give them the benifit of knowing a big part of me without them putting in any effort.
I encourage everyone to come out, but at their own pace. You'll know when the time is right. Don't come out for anyone but yourself if you have any reservations. It's a very personal process.
But this I know for sure, it's always easier than you think, and you feel 100,000 times better after you do.
End of July, 1998
I came out to myself.
End of July, 1998
I came out immediately afterwards to my friend Emily.
Begining of August, 1998
I came out to my long time friend April, who told me she could fix me and I could borrow her bible.
Begining of August, 1998
I came out to my friend Tom who asked me if I liked him in a letter he wrote me (which my father would later find). We became boyfriends.
Beginning of September, 1998
I came out to my sister in our basement as we were doing laundry. She shared something personal with me, so I blurted out, "I'm dating Tom Ferrero."
September, 1998
I came out to my bestfriend Robert at a birthday party. He said we were playing for the same team. I tackled him and hugged him in front of everyone on that church floor.
End of high school (2000ish)
Although Robert and I started the Gay Straight Alliance in our high school, and I dressed like rainbow bright (I was a raver. Like a big one.), my parents still thought I was straight. Eccentric and Flamboyant, but straight. I came out to my mother in the kitchen when she asked me if I was gay. She took it better than I thought she would. She said, "Some people are just born that way, give me a hug.......Don't tell your sister, she wouldn't be able to handle it."
January 4th, 2001
I came out to my dad. He found my journal and confronted me. I cried and I told him everything. My thoughts on religion, my sexuality, and how I felt he didn't ever try to connect with me like he did with my sister. He told me that his religion made it clear that what I was was wrong, and that he was NOT to understand it, or even try. BUT that he loved me. Oh and NOT to tell my sister, she wouldn't be able to handle it.
September 2003
I came out to my entire college. Most of the people who knew me knew I was gay, but I took the position of President of Savannah College of Art and Design's Gay/Straight Alliance, so that basically broadcasted it to everyone else. It was an amazing feeling.
September 2004
I came out to my Favorite Aunt. Aunt Michelle. She told me stories of how she used to show dogs and how great and gaaaaay the poodle show-ers were. I told her I was gay and she said, "What took you so long? I so cool!"
September 2005
I came out to my Uncle and 2 Cousins I lived with in Albany, Ca. One cousin is a ballet dancer (although straight) so he was ok with it, my other cousin I was worried about but I suddenly seemed cooler in his eyes. And my Uncle builds sets for the ballet and the opera, so he was totally cool with it.
Those are the major milestones.
Inbtween each are a million more, but they weren't as memorable as the ones listed.
I am not out to much of extended family, but I don't have very strong ties to them, or them to me. I don't see them very often, and when I do see them they aren't really interested in what I do, or who I am as a person so it doesn't seem right to give them the benifit of knowing a big part of me without them putting in any effort.
I encourage everyone to come out, but at their own pace. You'll know when the time is right. Don't come out for anyone but yourself if you have any reservations. It's a very personal process.
But this I know for sure, it's always easier than you think, and you feel 100,000 times better after you do.
