With the possible exception of quantum physics and lion taming, coming out is probably one of the hardest things you are going to do, but it’s the one thing we all have in common, because at some point we all have to do it.
I wouldn’t say that my coming out story was particularly exciting or drama filled, but despite that I’m going to share it with you anyway.
It seems to me that there are two distinct ways in which to come out; get it over and done with very early on or make a million and one excuses to not do it!
I fell quite firmly into the second category and despite being out for a good 2 years now, I would probably still be hiding at the back of closet with those shoes I haven’t worn for 6 years, if my girlfriend hadn’t threatened to stop sleeping with me!!
The first thing I did was come out to household pets!! Sounds stupid I know, but it seriously helped, it allowed me to say the words out loud to another living creature and you wouldn’t believe the great sense of joy I got when they looked back at me and didn’t give two hoots so long as I fed them on time!
After working through the dog, the goldfish and that snail that frequented the garden I decided it was time to move onto some real people, so I plucked up the courage to speak to my flat mate.
The contract on our rented place was up for renewal and I’d convinced myself that if she knew I was gay she wouldn’t want to share a house with me anymore. You may laugh at my foolishness, but I’m sure you’ll all recognise that awful feeling you get in your stomach caused by the fear of possible rejection.
I was worried that as she had known me for along time and as far as she was concerned I was straight that it could be difficult trying to explain everything, but as it turned out she had already suspected that I was gay and was really happy that I had finally told her and happy that I chose her to confide in!
To be honest this gave me a huge boost and I then started telling all of my close friends and would you believe it, they had all suspected the same thing…. Strange I can’t possibly understand how!
Unfortunately though, there were a couple of my friends who didn’t take the news that well and I did end up loosing their friendship and as hard as that was I just had to remember that it wasn’t my fault, this is who I am and if they can’t accept that and love me for me then they aren’t really worth having as a friend.
After about 3 months or so I’d worked through my closest friends and was on a roll!! It was really nice to have that support group of friends who I knew are cool with everything. It also meant that I had a group of people to canvas on how they thought my family would take it.
A friend of mine came out when he was at college and I distinctly remember my Mum stood in the kitchen on the phone to her best friend saying “Well yeah obviously I’ve got nothing wrong with him being gay, he’s a lovely lad, but I’d hate one of mine to be!” That throw away comment set me back about 3 years thinking that if I was ever to come out to my parents they would be mortified to know I was gay and would disown me, but talking to my friends filled me with confidence as they all felt that my folks would be cool with it!
A lot of people find it useful to speak to brothers and sisters first, but I didn’t like the idea of that, I’d grown up with these people and my brother has a gob on him the size of Dartford Tunnel and I knew if I told him anything my Mum would know immediately and that wasn’t the way I wanted to do it.
I wanted to break it to them gently as it was bound to be a bit of a shock. I mean no matter how old you are, you are still their baby and they only want the best for you and being gay probably didn’t feature into their grand vision.
So my master plan was to slowly start easing the possibly that I was gay into the conversation, I didn’t quite go so far as buying KD Lang CD’s and insisting on playing them at the Christmas party, but I did start talking about my girlfriend. Not as in “Hey Mum I’ve got a girlfriend”, but I would subtly introduce her into the conversation as my Badminton partner… come on how cunning was that!
Ok yeah I know not very, but once I’d managed to get her into the conversation, it became easier to tell my folks that I was going on holiday with her and get them thinking about the possibility that we were more than friends.
I’ll not lie to you, it really took me about 2 years to come out, I went home more times than I can remember with the intention of telling them, the worst time being when I drove the 150 miles after work getting to their house at 7pm unannounced. They asked me if everything was ok and I said “Yeah, fine, just wanted to see how you were doing, well better be getting home!” If they didn’t think I was gay they now probably thought I had some kind of mental issue!!
I didn’t know how I wanted to come out to my folks and realised that I’d never do it unless I forced myself, so I set a deadline. I rang my Mum and arranged to meet on neutral ground at Meadowhall in Sheffield. The day before I wrote everything down in a letter and took it with me to use as a backup incase when I got there I didn’t feel like I could say the words out loud.
I walked round all day trying to find “the moment” and it never came, so when we said goodbye I asked if I could walk her to her car so we could have a “chat”. The look in her eyes said it all really, she knew what was coming, but she kindly obliged and made small talk as we walked to the car and there you have it 10 mins later I came out in a Peugeot 106 in the Pink car park at Meadowhall!! And guess what…. She knew already!!
My biggest fear with telling my parents was that I would be a disappointment to them, but as my Mum pointed out she loved me and will support me no matter what…. Within 2 hours of telling my Mum she had rung the whole family, taken an advert out in the local paper and sent homing pigeons out to tell the world her daughter was a lesbian!!
Finally the weight had been lifted from my shoulders and I felt that I could be myself and now after all that it doesn’t seem so bad and I struggle to see what I worried about, but I guess that’s the benefit of hindsight.
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If you are interested in reading more about coming out or getting some different perspectives check out some of the links below:
Out Proud - Coming Out to Your Parents
A brochure from FFLAG which covers in detail the issues you're likely to face when you decide to come out to your parents.
GayYouthUK
This site features information and support for young gay people in the UK. Features information and advice on coming out, including personal experiences.


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Posted by Sama, at 09:24 on Tue, Jul 17th
I was forced to tell my mum about being gay, me and my gf had been dating only a few weeks when I had to tell her.
My gf and I were going to wait until she was in college but one day when we were at the beach we were seen holding hands by a friend of her sisters so she went and told my gf's mother so my gf ended up breaking down and admitting it.
My gf and I had only been going out about 17 days when it happened but we'd actually been more than just best friends sicne about the 7th of march when we'd first actually kissed and things progressed from there, I only got the courage to ask her out on april 30th but anyway when she told me that her mum now knew I had to tell my mum because if she'd found out from someone else it would have killed her. My step-dad helped me alot through it I'd told him months prior that I fancied my best friend and he was completely ok with it.
I couldn't bring myself to actually say the words I'm gay I just said "mam you know me and Dan Dan" and she kinda guessed from that she cried asked repeatedly was I sure and still to this day she hasn't accepted it she like my gf's mother thinks its just a phase, but they only see how we act as friends since we can't do anything remotely couple like around them since they find it uncomfortable, my mother is always bad mouthing the way I go on about my gf which annoys me but I can't do much since I live under her roof. My step dad is great about it though he jokes with me about it and treats it just like I was dating a guy I couldn't handle it without him my mum just ignores the whole thing. My friends were easy to tell since half of them susspected I liked my best friend anyway, but most of them are bi themselves so it was easy and I now feel we're all closer since I came out to them and they all love my gf lol one of my friends a bit too much