it's really amazing reading about the experiences of the people here in the forum, some
of your stories had had a deep impact with me. So here I go with my own:
The first time I came out to someone was in the middle of class to my best friend,
we were in physics class, so we were passing between us notes to
pass on the day (I am not a bad student but God I hated physics).
Back in highschool I had the greatest crush in a friend
(wich we will call Tony, like the tiger), and he used to sit
right beside me, so I was watching him all day long
and in a rush of adolescent passion, or hormones, I wrote in
the paper that I was pretty sure that not only was
I gay, but also deeply inlove with Tony. We were writing
in and exaggerated and pompus manner (we were so bored)
and so my confesion sounded absurd and funny. My best friend
did something long the lines of :rofl: . I looked at him and told
that I wasn't joking. He stopped laughing and looked right at me
then he made this ... squeal or something, a really high pitched noise
and made a face of "OhmygodIcan'tbelievethis". We didn't spoke for the
rest of the schoolday. At the exit he practically grabbed me and started
to ask a million things, he was really cool and I am really happy he was
the first person I came out to. With the help of my best friend I was out
of the closet before the end of the year, except for my parents, I graduated
in 2009 and I still can't find the courage to come out to them. I'm hoping
that I will be honest with them this year, when I come back home for
the Christmas vacations. I'm sure they won't have a problem with it
but every time I try to tell them I just get stuck and can't.
This year I'm going to tell them. Or get drunk and tell them.
Hopefully it won't come to that, and I will pass Christmas with my family
knowing that I am quite gay. Also homosexual.