My Coming Out Story🏳‍ :rainbow:

Most cliche first post of all time? Probably.

Hi! I’m Pug, and I’m new to LGBT amino! I’m an openly gay cisgendered female.

Yeah, if you can read the title, you know what this is about: how I came out of the closet!

Edit: thanks for the feature!

Now, onto the story ~

This whole little story is a little weird. I’m a pretty busy gal, I have to keep up with schoolwork, I’m in band, and I just have to take care of myself and my two siblings. Some of this info will apply to the story.

What happened was my mom found out my accident. I have been planning for months and months to come out to her, and I planned on sending it to her through text because I couldn’t grow the balls to actually tell her in person.

I had to stay after school for marching band practice, and I accidentally left my phone at home. When we finally got a water break (you marching kiddos know what I mean), I felt for my phone in my pocket and it wasn’t there. I had a mini heart attack and then realized I just left it a home.

Then I freaked out again because at the time, my mom went through my messages and whatnot to see what my friends and I are talking about. I had this weird feeling in my stomach the whole afternoon.

After I got home, I ran inside. I looked over at the table and I bolting to my phone and grabbing it like it was the only bottle of valve oil left in the world.

And just my luck, my mom asked me if she could see my phone. I contemplating whether to run out of the door or just let my mom have her way. Being the little obedient kid I was, I handed her my phone.

I sticking behind her shoulder to see what she was doing. It was easy to stay behind her and peek over her shoulder because I was a little taller than my mom (she’s a very short lady, about 4’11”).

I was internally just loosing my shit because I knew she was going to see my messages about me being a lesbian, and what made me even more nervous was the fact that my family is suuuper religious. I only talk about my sexuality to one of my closest friends, who we’re gonna call Patricia for the sake of this story.

So Patricia and I talk about a lot of personal stuff, and one of the main things I talk about is my sexuality, which is, of course, homosexual. Mainly we just talk about our past/current relationships. I’m not in one at the moment, and I rant about my ex to her a lot. That’s a story for another day dearies ~

Anyway, we were talking about my ex and how freaking crazy she is. My mom knew her, but didn’t know we used to be in a legitimate romantic relationship.

She got into the messages with my friend and at that point I just slowly started to reach for my phone from behind her. My mom swiped it away and asked me if I was trying to hide something, and I just blurted out a nervous yE S.

I shouldn’t have said that because it just made her more curious. She scrolled up to the start of the conversation and I tried to slip my phone out of her hand again. It didn’t work, needless to say.

Let’s say my ex’s name is Jennifer. She saw the conversation where I was ranting about my ex to Patricia and then she asked me if Jennifer and I were in a relationship.

I just nodded and I was about to just cry because this was nOT HOW I WANTED HER TO FiND OUT???

Honestly, she was kind of disappointed in me because Jennifer wasn’t the nicest nor most positive person. My mom thought that my little bout of depression last year was caused by her negativity and hatefulness. She was right, but at first I didn’t want to it it.

I asked her if she still felt the same way about me and she told me she knew I was gay all along. I asked her how, and she replied by gesturing to my appearance. She told me it was the way I cut my hair short and the masculinity in my clothing. I saw why.

We sat down and talked about it, and everything turned out okay. When I thought I had nothing to worry about anymore, she asked me, “Now how are you going to tell your dad?”

. . .

Fuck.

Hope y’all liked my little story!

A wise man by the name of Morgan Freeman once said,

”Homophobia isn’t a ‘phobia.’ You’re not scared. You’re just an asshole.”

Ciao ~ !

Tags: #homosexual