02-11-2011, 12:36 AM
I always read Coming Out stories which are done really sensibly i.e. sitting down with parents and explaining to them your feeling etc but I have never heard a coming out story where someone, for example, throws an object at someone and shouts "I'M GAY AND I HAVE SUCKED MORE DICKS THAN YOU'VE HAD HOT DINNERS!!!"
So, I'd like to encourage you guys out there, who think that you could've come out in a better way, to post your coming out story.
Mine (mine isnt as good as the example; I'm just quite ashamed of it):
Was at a friends party. I got really drunk but had to be home for the night so, instead of going to get a train for myself, my friends had to stop me from collapsing in to the road and then ring a taxi for me.
On the way back I was trying to persuade the taxi driver to drive his taxi in to a government building. When I arrived home, I emptied my wallet on to the already paid taxi drivers lap and went indoors.
Got indoors and started to cry and talk about how useless I was and how great my mum was. Then, as my mother was trying to comfort me, I said "I have a secret but I cant tell you" which made it almost inevitable that she would find out before the night was over. In the end I told her I was gay and then basically went to sleep almost immediately.
You know in the morning, after you've had a drink-loaded night, and your memories of the night before slowly come back to you? Yeah. I think thats the first time that I've ever woken up and shouted "FUCK" before.
But yeah, she was and is supportive and, as far as I can tell, comfortable with it. She did ask me if I had been molested though... Which, looking back, is a pretty old-fashioned reaction isnt it?
So, I'd like to encourage you guys out there, who think that you could've come out in a better way, to post your coming out story.
Mine (mine isnt as good as the example; I'm just quite ashamed of it):
Was at a friends party. I got really drunk but had to be home for the night so, instead of going to get a train for myself, my friends had to stop me from collapsing in to the road and then ring a taxi for me.
On the way back I was trying to persuade the taxi driver to drive his taxi in to a government building. When I arrived home, I emptied my wallet on to the already paid taxi drivers lap and went indoors.
Got indoors and started to cry and talk about how useless I was and how great my mum was. Then, as my mother was trying to comfort me, I said "I have a secret but I cant tell you" which made it almost inevitable that she would find out before the night was over. In the end I told her I was gay and then basically went to sleep almost immediately.
You know in the morning, after you've had a drink-loaded night, and your memories of the night before slowly come back to you? Yeah. I think thats the first time that I've ever woken up and shouted "FUCK" before.
But yeah, she was and is supportive and, as far as I can tell, comfortable with it. She did ask me if I had been molested though... Which, looking back, is a pretty old-fashioned reaction isnt it?