10-10-2007, 05:25 AM
Like most people, I was a closet case, yes, was.
I went back home this past weekend for Thanksgiving Holiday, and seen a lot of friends and family I haven’t seen in a while. I had a lot on my mind, and my friends could see that, due to the fact that I had previously participated in debates and events that I would normally “shy†away from (For example, debates/events supporting gays). So, since I was there in person, a friend of mine back home saw this as an opportunity to talk to me privately.
She seemed to be very keen on telling me something, so I agreed to meet up with her at the local coffee shop, where she came out to me. I wasn’t shocked, because as someone who has accepting being gay, it was easy for me to see that she had mixed feelings about her sexuality too. I just knew something was up. She was having problems with a girl I had suspecting was her girlfriend, and was right about. I gave her my advice. And as we talked about her situation, and her being gay, I was so tempted to tell her about me, and my feelings, but I rejected my thoughts and forced myself not to come out to her that day.
Luckily for me, that weekend, I became very upfront/direct/blunt (couldn’t choose which word fit well enough) with my friends and family, and because of this, I was able to have conversations with my aunt, sister, and best friends that I could never have done without being so curious. I was curious to see how people would react, to my questions and answers alike. This helped me prepare myself to tell my best friend I was gay.
I said the hell with it, and came out to her yesterday.
I went back home this past weekend for Thanksgiving Holiday, and seen a lot of friends and family I haven’t seen in a while. I had a lot on my mind, and my friends could see that, due to the fact that I had previously participated in debates and events that I would normally “shy†away from (For example, debates/events supporting gays). So, since I was there in person, a friend of mine back home saw this as an opportunity to talk to me privately.
She seemed to be very keen on telling me something, so I agreed to meet up with her at the local coffee shop, where she came out to me. I wasn’t shocked, because as someone who has accepting being gay, it was easy for me to see that she had mixed feelings about her sexuality too. I just knew something was up. She was having problems with a girl I had suspecting was her girlfriend, and was right about. I gave her my advice. And as we talked about her situation, and her being gay, I was so tempted to tell her about me, and my feelings, but I rejected my thoughts and forced myself not to come out to her that day.
Luckily for me, that weekend, I became very upfront/direct/blunt (couldn’t choose which word fit well enough) with my friends and family, and because of this, I was able to have conversations with my aunt, sister, and best friends that I could never have done without being so curious. I was curious to see how people would react, to my questions and answers alike. This helped me prepare myself to tell my best friend I was gay.
I said the hell with it, and came out to her yesterday.