The closet I was hiding in.

1340590169142_7358663Coming out, seems like such a routine thing for any gay person. But why should we have to “come out” it’s not like were some foreign Alien. I’m going to say that my coming out story is as easy as it gets. But for some they fear judgment, abandonment or even worse. We’re simply humans who happen to like the same sex. We aspire to be moms and dads, doctors, accountants, leaders or some don’t even care and want to be bums. But “us” are you, we’re people just like everyone else, we have real and raw emotions, feelings and aspirations. Now I’m going to tell you my coming out story, but mine isn’t the conventional sad coming out story.

Okay let me give you some background, ever since I was little, like 4, I knew I liked boys. I had my first experience with a boy when I was like 13. (I was a whore at an early age, JUDGE ME SOME OTHER TIME) he was older than me, and it was in a fucking barn, lol. How gay right? I’m sparing everyone the details, (I didn’t lose my v card and I didn’t kiss him) sorry mom you don’t know about this. So I don’t really remember much of my past for some reason, my therapist and I are working on it, so I can’t tell you much about my younger years but for the most part I didn’t say anything about being gay or liking boys and I never acted on it. Now fast forward to my junior year of high school by this time I was the ugly pale fuck going through puberty and so being the curious squirrel that I am I started chatting with this boy via AIM (thats when you know) and he threatened to out me to everyone at my high school, SOOOOO I got on the phone with in legit 3 seconds with my BFFS at the time and told them that I was gay. Their reactions were, “We already knew we were just waiting for you to tell us.” Easy enough, I mean I lost some really great friends from coming out, but I also gained some of the most amazing friends that I couldn’t imagine my life without. I got through junior year, senior year and I graduated. Okay so my parents are psycho and didn’t let me get my permit or license until I was 18, so when I was new with my permit I was driving my mom home from getting gas or something idk, anyway she looks at me and ask, “Are you gay?” The reaction I gave her was, that of shock and relief, “I’m bi.” and she simply says, “oh okay.” end of conversation. It was simple easy, and she was super accepting. I didn’t come out to my step dad until I brought my first boyfriend home. Lol, yes I didn’t have my first boyfriend until I was 18 (NOT AS BIG OF A SLUT AS YOU THOUGHT). He asked who he was and I simply said, “this is my boyfriend” and he says, “Oh okay” then when I tell him that he’s staying he says, “he has to sleep in the spare bedroom.” and that was that. We talked a little about me being gay but my parents were and still are the most understanding people. My mom is basically my BFF. Now I’m sure most people reading this are like, “duh Landon we know you’re gay af so its no surprise.” I mean I’m not going to say coming out story was easy, but my coming out story is as easy as it gets. Most people will never experience this kind of support or happiness and its really sad.

If you want to, write me an email TheTanGay@gmail.com telling me your coming out story, I’ll do a huge blog post about it and share your story, anonymously of course, with some people who are afraid to come out.

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