Coming outDear Mommy, (Please read this and take some time to think before you call me into your room to talk)Coming out5 years ago in Letters
I can't keep this to myself any longer. Mom, I am pansexual. Calm down, breath and I will explain it to you. Pansexual means that I don't see gender when I love, and no; its not the same as bisexual. Bisexual means you like men and women because you are sexual attracted to men and women only. Momma, when I start to have feelings for someone, its no because of their sexual organs; its because of their heart. I don't care about a persons sex or gender when I look at them. I love them for them, be they female, male, transman,transwoman, gender queer or any other that I missed. I have been researching this for a long time, and this is really me.
This isn't a spur of the moment thing either. I have always felt this way. Even in elementary school I always felt a crush for someone despite their gender. I h
Coming OutThe only difference between you and me.Coming Out5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics
Is your closed mind.
And my insecurities.
You don't see why I feel the way I do.
And I'm not comfortable being me around you.
Want you to figure it out.
Want to find a way to-
It's killing me inside.
What would you do?
The only reason we're fine right now.
Is you don't know 'bout my feelings somehow.
I can tell anyone but you.
I'm just so scared 'bout the reaction.
Want you to figure it out.
Want to find a way to-
It's killing me inside.
What would you do?
The only reason we're not okay.
Is I gave in.
And you turned your back away.
I thought you might understand.
But you left me and went your own way.
Want you to know what it's like.
Want to find a way to-
Show you all the hatred.
What would you do?
COming OUtWe were sitting at lunch, this wonderful, zany group. My children, who are all older than me. My friends, yet, I have a secret, hidden, but not troubling. "Damn she's cute."COming OUt5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes
Before my brain catches up my mouth opens, "She's mine back off."
Silence is rare in this group, but it falls now. Every eye turns towards me and I smirk, "By the way I'm bi."
"I had no idea."
"Does this mean we can date?"
The words wash over, everyone's smiling at me.
This is my group. My world just neatly rolled over in bed, and the cover's never stirred.
"Kel, do you know what they called you?"
"I heard, I think she just won a prize, I haven't been called that before."
The whispers started, and died in minutes, I'd already fought my battles, my ground is solid. Nothing can shake me. When my friends start coming out, I hold each one of them and whisper, for their ears alone.
And when the whispers start, and w
FTM coming out letter.READ DESCRIPTION.FTM coming out letter.5 years ago in Free Verse
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I love you. You raised me perfectly. Please don't let this letter make you doubt that. It is because of you, that I'm the person I am today. Please keep an open mind about this, and that no matter what happens, I will always be your child. I'll simply say this right now, I'm not pregnant, I'm not on drugs and I don't drink. That's not what this is about. My hand is shaking as I write this, it's really hard for me. In all honesty, I'm terrified about what you will think, and how you will react. I'm still the same person I've always been, your only child, and nothing will ever change that. This is also not a phase, mom. I haven't made this decision based on the past couple days, the past couple weeks, or the past couple months. I've been feeling this way for well over two years now.
I hate this, mom. The feeling that I don't belong in my own body. It's like my mind is linked elsewhere. This body of mine is just a shell. I have the body of a girl, but t
Coming Out 8th Grade YearComing Out5 years ago in Stories & Vignettes
"Can I ask you something?"
My heart was pounding.
She was staring at me with all the love she held for me right there in the palm of my hand. I had the choice to destroy it or build it up. I didn't want to make the wrong choice so I worded my sentence carefully, trying not to step on toes that could be unseen in our conversation. I felt something clench on the inside of my chest, knowing this was my nerves bugging me. I was worried.
"Mum, I...I think I like girls."
Finally my confession was out but instead of relief I felt a strange tightening on my stomach and heart. This wasn't the feeling I was supposed to get. I looked away from her, worried about her reaction, realizing that maybe this wasn't one of the people I should have told.
"What do you mean you like girls? As friends or more?"
Again my chest tightened, I could barely breathe.
"You know how you like Dad? That's how I feel about girls."
I looked back at her and assessed her reaction. She s
Coming Out"Mom..."Coming Out3 years ago in Free Verse
Coming Out to my momI wanted to approach itComing Out to my mom5 years ago in Free Verse
As carefully as possible
I wanted to finally be myself
With my always loving mom
I knew it had to come out eventually
Couldn't remain a white elephant forever
If only I'd known what she would say
Oh if only I had been more clever
We were having such a nice time
Just sitting, laughing, watching t.v.
Finally some time alone
Just her and me
We were settled down
Finally the time was right
A moment just between us
On a calm winter's night
"Mom, I have to tell you something."
I started, keeping my voice calm
"What is it honey?"
She smiled back, and I felt a sudden qualm
Is this the right choice?
Should I really reveal the truth?
What if she's upset, or disappointed, or kicks me out?
The one who has always been there since my youth
Well, it's now or never
I braced myself, now is the time.
I opened my mouth and shakily said
"Mom, I am bi."
She had no pause
In her response
And she quickly spouted
"No you're not."
I was in shock
How could this be?
OUT I walk through the door, and my eyes meet the sign....OUT5 years ago in Free Verse
I smile a little to myself.
You're right. I am
And every time I walk through that door, and see that sign,
I become..... A little more....
Of the closet that has been my life. Of of the grasp of darkness. Of e
Coming OutWith promises to be good,Coming Out3 years ago in Free Verse
you prayed every day
and waited for the sign,
even when a songbird touched
down on the roofs of Kansas
and went hollow on your shoulder.
The shedding of teardrops,
the coming out of a heartland
from its religion.
Breathing the smoke of its ash,
and being washed clean of what
you thought you knew.
The locusts never come,
the harvest will yet fail,
but don't deny the butterfly
that carries you over pastures
of dairy cows too busy
to look up at you and judge.
Coming OutComing Out11 years ago in Free Verse
I'm aware you know how hard it is
To truly be yourself.
To come out of your closet.
To come down off your shelf.
So I'm not afraid of how you'll feel
When you see me how I am now.
More like I'm afraid
Of what will happen when
They see me and how.
Because I know how you think you feel
And I know your truth
I know your honesty.
And I know your roots.
To tell you the truth this took
more effort than you know.
So from here on out
Let's just take things slow.
I promise it'll get better,
I promise I'll learn more
I promise I'll spend more time with you
And I promise you myself to the core.
I know you must be upset
And ready to leave.
But I'm afraid of how they'll treat me.
It's not as easy, you see.
It was easy for you, because you had me
And now even though I have you
I'm still afraid of what they'll see.
Coming Out: Besuchan's StoryComing Out: Besuchan's Story10 years ago in Biography & Memoir
You always told me to be honest to you, mom...you hate when I lie to you. I'll be honest right now and say I lie often, I know I do. It hurts when I lie to you, but sometimes I wonder if the truth is really something you want to hear?
Like, when was it, two or three years ago? The school paper was making a help column for kids to ask questions for help in their 'lives'. My English teacher asked each of us to write a question down and if our question was in the paper, we would get extra credit.
Now, I was never a popular kid, mom, and you knew that. Since I was young I remember being teased and made fun of, with only a few friends to fall back on for support. So when everyone was gossiping with one another, I sat at my desk and stared at my piece of paper. I heard all around me "I wanna ask what color make up I should wear in the fall" or "I think I'll ask where's a good place to get my nails done".
I'm coming out: I'm straightMom? Mum? Can I talk to you?I'm coming out: I'm straight7 years ago in Short Stories
My voice quivered. Both of them looked up at me. Moms head was in Mums lap. Mum was slowly stroking her forehead, leaning down to kiss her forehead while still staring at me intently. A satanic bible was placed in Mums lap, the thin, withered pages torn in a few places from continued reading. You know you can talk to us about anything, Mom said, smiling, sitting up a bit straighter. She leaned over to kiss Mum, who kissed her back. I took a seat on the couch and pulled my knees up to my chin, staring down at my cuticles. Even for a guy, they were pretty nasty.
I took a deep breath. Guys? I dont really know how to say this but, I think Im heterosexual.
The room went silent. Mum looked up from our satanic bible and pursed her lips. For a second, I thought she was going to reach out and slap me. In a tight voice, she said, You know how we feel about heterosexuals. We raised you to be
Coming out to my parentsDear, Mom and Dad,Coming out to my parents5 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word
Please take some time to read this letter. I will explain what I truly am in this letter. But by the end of reading this letter, I don't know what you will think of me
I cannot hide this from you anymore. I am bisexual A bisexual person is a person who is attracted to both men and women.
And here is my biggest news. I am in love with Leah.
We have fun going back and forth through text and supporting each other. Even though we live in different states, we still have that long distant connection and love.
Please don't get mad at me. You didn't raise me wrong, you didn't treat me wrong. This is me. This is the person I turned out to be.
I want you to know this. But I need your support. I need you to understand that this is the way I turned out to be.
My heart tells me to stay true to myself and try to be the good girl and not to get in trouble. But this is what bothers me. Not having the guts to tell you that I am bisexual.
And don't be upset. I have fin
NordicsxReader Coming OutNordicsxReader Coming Out1 year ago in General Fiction
"I'm going to tell them."
It's probably the thousandth time you've said that in the time span of about a year, but this time you really mean it. You're positive.
Elizabeta sits up, placing her chin in the palm of her hand and propping her elbow up on her mattress as she looks at you. "For real this time?" She asks, because she knows your habit of chickening out at the last second.
You nod. "Yes." You turn your gaze from the ceiling of Elizabeta's room to the Hungarian girl lying next to you. "I think when we've reached this stage, I kind of have to tell them."
She nods slowly, though she looks worried. She has a reason to, of course. "Just..." Eliza struggles to find the words to say, before she sighs, and her head drops back down onto her pillow.
It's your turn to sit up, and as you do so, the white blanket slips off your body, exposing your naked form. You don't really care, though, as you grab your bra and shirt from the ground and slip them on. Thankfully,
My Coming Out Story: AlecMy Coming Out Story: AlecMy Coming Out Story: Alec5 years ago in Emotional
So, if you're reading this, then its probably occurred to you that I'm gay. Well, I am. Now you're probably wondering how I figured this out, right? I'll tell you, but first a little background on me, so that you can understand me a bit better.
I'm not really your stereotypical gay guy. Im hardly camp, but I do have my moments. Im a pretty diverse person, tending to like things that are usually polar opposites of each other. Almost all of my friends were met through some sort of theatre thing, yet Im probably one of the darkest/metal-headiest/"emo" people at my school, but I'm also a very happy person (when Im with my friends) and pretty well liked my most people I meet. Im a bit of a computer nerd, and I love horror movies (much to the dislike of my family) and can read just about any book if it gets my attention.
Coming OutIt's true, I am Chinese and I was born this way.Coming Out3 years ago in Personal
At a young age I began to notice this difference. I was attracted to neither boys nor girls. In middle school, I liked math, and in college, I did my homework all night long.
Being Chinese is not a choice, it is genetic. There are risks to being Chinese because society cannot accept the union between a human and a textbook. I have Chinese friends who didn't need sex because they could foreplay instruments and get screwed by O Chem instead. Now, they don't have a social life and are shunned by others.
But fear not, life will get better. I grew up as a Chinese and I am proud of it (just look at my tumblr user name Maid-en-China ). There is the LGBTC (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, Transgender, Chinese) community to help you be comfortable with your Chinese orientation.
1,338,299,512 people came out as Chinese. You are not alone.
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