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precious @ Nigeria
am a 19 years old boy,when my parents found out that i was gay,my father withdrew every right and privilege i have as a member of the family and then,he disowned me,even threaten me that if he see my picture online,that i will not just be arestted but will serve 14yrs imprisonment according to my countries law.since then,i have been staying with a friend,speaking up for gay right in social media through my facebook account #precious jones with 2 apple as profile picture.am fearless and want to be a voice for gay people in Africa but first,i want to look for money and rent my own apar tment.all my fellow brothers who wa
precious @ Nigeria
am a 19 years old boy,when my parents found out that i was gay,my father withdrew every right and privilege i have as a member of the family and then,he disowned me,even threaten me that if he see my picture online,that i will not just be arestted but will serve 14yrs imprisonment according to my countries law.since then,i have been staying with a friend,speaking up for gay right in social media through my facebook account #precious jones with 2 apple as profile picture.am fearless and want to be a voice for gay people in Africa but first,i want to look for money and rent my own apar tment.all my fellow brothers who wa
precious @ Nigeria
am a 19 years old boy,when my parents found out that i was gay,my father withdrew every right and privilege i have as a member of the family and then,he disowned me,even threaten me that if he see my picture online,that i will not just be arestted but will serve 14yrs imprisonment according to my countries law.since then,i have been staying with a friend,speaking up for gay right in social media through my facebook account #precious jones with 2 apple as profile picture.am fearless and want to be a voice for gay people in Africa but first,i want to look for money and rent my own apar tment.all my fellow brothers who wa
Erin @ United Kingdom, UK
Here’s a rant, so be prepared. At the age of 11, I started thinking about my sexuality. At first, I didn't have any thoughts about the LGBTQ+ community; I had no clue about being bi or lesbian, or any of the other genders. So, I decided to experiment, like every school girl my age was doing. I started dating a boy from my year, but I didn't feel anything special. I then dated another boy, I did start to feel something, but nothing happened. I broke up with him. I then started researching up other genders, and taking tests about being lesbian and bi. A few years pass, I'm now nearly 13. There was this girl who I have liked for the past few months. I had found out that I might like girls as well as boys, maybe more. So, I then dated another boy, I had just a few months before I turned 13, but then something happened. I don’t know how, but I always had this butterfly feelings with this guy, but then it all disappeared. My parents no none of my boyfriend’s I’ve had in the past. I guess I was just experimenting? So, my broke off. No one had known that I had a boyfriend during those years, I had boyfriend’s from different schools who I was with, but it made them sad that I couldn’t be like other couples naturally. I was single, I and now in year 9, and my teenage thoughts had begun. Jeez, that’s sounds like a cheesy ‘growing up’ movie. Blargg. So, I started listening to LGBTQ+ music in secret, making sure I wouldn’t be just saying that I was gay, and then being straight again. So, I had been 13 for about 3 months now, and I didn’t know what to do. I’ve been having my eyes on this girl for a while, but when I was young, I didn’t know if this was just a friend thing, or something else. But, my mind was a baby back then, so I assumed nothing of it and just carried on. But now, I think I may be BI or lesbian. But, LES-BI-HONEST. Ba dum tsshhh. And, that I have had feelings about this girl. I just don’t know what to do. I’m awkward with a conversation with her, and I have no clue on what to do when I have prepared myself to talk to her. I think I may be a lesbian.
Erin @ United Kingdom, UK
Here’s a rant, so be prepared. At the age of 11, I started thinking about my sexuality. At first, I didn't have any thoughts about the LGBTQ+ community; I had no clue about being bi or lesbian, or any of the other genders. So, I decided to experiment, like every school girl my age was doing. I started dating a boy from my year, but I didn't feel anything special. I then dated another boy, I did start to feel something, but nothing happened. I broke up with him. I then started researching up other genders, and taking tests about being lesbian and bi. A few years pass, I'm now nearly 13. There was this girl who I have liked for the past few months. I had found out that I might like girls as well as boys, maybe more. So, I then dated another boy, I had just a few months before I turned 13, but then something happened. I don’t know how, but I always had this butterfly feelings with this guy, but then it all disappeared. My parents no none of my boyfriend’s I’ve had in the past. I guess I was just experimenting? So, my broke off. No one had known that I had a boyfriend during those years, I had boyfriend’s from different schools who I was with, but it made them sad that I couldn’t be like other couples naturally. I was single, and now in year 9, and my teenage thoughts had begun. Jeez, that’s sounds like a cheesy ‘growing up’ movie. Blargg. So, I started listening to LGBTQ+ music in secret, making sure I wouldn’t be just saying that I was gay, and then being straight again. So, I had been 13 for about 3 months now, and I didn’t know what to do. I’ve been having my eyes on this girl for a while, but when I was young, I didn’t know if this was just a friend thing, or something else. But, my mind was a baby back then, so I assumed nothing of it and just carried on. But now, I think I may be BI or lesbian. But, LES-BI-HONEST. Ba dum tsshhh. And, that I have had feelings about this girl. I just don’t know what to do. I’m awkward with a conversation with her, and I have no clue on what to do when I have prepared myself to talk to her. I think I may be a lesbian.
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I don't want to come out, and I know I don't have to. I'm scare and don't know who to talk to.
Kara @ Usa
My mom snooped around on my phone and found out I had a girlfriend. She made me break up with her, but told me she accepted me which was a lie. Every time I say I don't find a guy hot she gets mad at me. She also tells me that I should ask certain guys out for having basic human decency. She also made me scared of the fact that I'm a lesbian, and won't let me tell any family members because it's embarrassing.
Stephanie @ UK
Dear LGBT Story I wondered if I could send you my petition to show you what has happened to me from my gender surgery. https://you.38degrees.org.uk/petitions/end-stephanie-s-nhs-post-operative-torment (you may need to have a UK postcode) If you could offer any help, please can you let me know. Any help with signing would be so appreciated too. I need to get this into the media and hope you can advise. Kind regards Stephanie
Anonymous @ Anonymous
So I decided to come out to my best friend (at the time of writing this he is the only person to know) I'm a male who is 18 and bisexual. I knew he'd be fije with it which is why I chose to tell him over anyone else. I did it over text and he was super supportive.
Tommy Boudreau @ Spartanburg SC
First I came out to my parents and I wasn't worried because they are both Transgender. I came out as Pansexual and Transgender. I am currently 15 and I am a MtF and my boyfriend is an FtM. So anyway my parents said they already knew and thanked me for my honesty. Then I decided i was going to come out to my whole school. But i was going to "take it slow". The next day i went to school with a short skirt a t-shirt that says "I am proud to be me", leggings, and six inch stilettos. I got a lot of hate on me that day. But nothing really bad happened to me because i had ALL of the girls in the school by my side. After a while they kind of stopped. But I still get the occasional "faggot" label thrown at me. But i learned what other people say shouldn't effect anyone.
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Mithrandir @ Turkey
When I was 8 or 9 year old I was kinda noughty!you know straight ppl usually satisfy their curiasity with oposit sex,but I tried it with my friend.He was my age.it's obviouse we couldn't do anything...sexualy...but we tried it anyway! His father found out and told everything to my father.my father was a military man.he took me to an unfinished biulding.grabed me like a ship.put a knife on my neck and threatened to kill me if I do it again.I had no idea what's going on.I was just crying.when I was 10 my parents seperayed.I was living with my mom.....hmmmm.....sorry.....I guess I had scape a few years in my story! cuz it might be boring for you! when I was 16 I fell in love with my classmate.but I felt shame.I was muslim.I thought I'm a sinner.I didn't know anything about sexual orientation or sexual identity.I'm from Iran.being gay is a crime! I learn everything from internet.then I felt releaved!I wasn't crazy or pervert.I was just gay.I couldn't go to university cuz I was gay! the mullah who interviewed me said I'm too sisy! I had to serve in militery to become a man! I isolated my self for 10 years.I didn't went outside the house if it wasn't neccercery.no one knew anything about my sexual orientation till I scaped my country.I comitted suicide 3 times.2 time I was kinda dead.bt unfortunetaly I didn't succeed.I'm a musician.......the first person who found out about me was my elder sister.she said I'm sick!I had to go back to Iran.she didn't talked to me since.my younger sister said it's your life.......your body not mine.she loves me anyway.I LOVE HER.my mom asked if I'm really sure....I said yes...she didn't talk about it since then.my brother....I have no idea if he knows.now I live as refugee in Turkey.Trump travel ban ruined my life...more than before.my left leg needs surgey.my back has problem too.I'm bipolar.I can't work.you know life is fucked up.I do't know what to do.if you can think of anything that might help call me!!!!!! 00905537482267
Lynn @ Usa
I'm a lesbian, but I'm also a Mormon. My entire religion is based off of the concept that marriage is only supposed to be between a man and a woman, but I don't agree with it anymore. I've been raised believing in these things, so I don't know what to do. I've only come out to my best friends, and I couldn't come out to anyone else without losing all of my friends and family.
Aelondark @ Brazil
My name is Aelondark, i live with my family in Brazil and that is my story: I believe i found out tha i was gay when i was in my teens, around 13 or 15, before that i used to feel i was diferent from the other boys, i did not like to play football with them. back at that age i remember my real passion was performing the spice girls with the 5 gilrs i most love in the world. during my whole childhood i had no problems about my raimbow ways to act, the real dark thing came at my 17. i met the guy who i would love forever then i also realized that my family could be able to do the most cruel things ever like kick me out of my home carrying nothing but the clothes i was wearing. that was hard times i gone through and i don't like to talk about it because it still hurts. now i am 28 years old, and after conquer my own money, buy my own house, lost my greatest love of all, and see love can come and go by so much different ways as there are star above the sky, me and my family decided to try live and love 2ghether, but this time with no lies or fake happyness.
Lucas @ No thanks
Hi, I'm Lucas. I'm a FTM. I have yet to tell my parents, and I am extremely young. I was born loving the color pink until age 6. I started wearing blue and shorts instead of dresses. At age 7, I started hating my body and I never felt right with my name. Someone once accidently called me sir, and I liked it. At at 8, I started using the nickname "Skye" since I was scared people would call me a freak. Age 9 was difficult, school was hard and I hated myself deeply. I once made a deep scar. Now at age 10, I go to a school where this is a girls gym and a boys gym. At the beginning of gym, we all go in one gym and they split the boys and girls in the bleachers. I sit on the boys side, and many boys will scream and shove me telling me to go to the girls side. One of my good friends, who I will refer to as J for his privacy, started telling everyone I was a new student and my name was Lucas. Some people who were annoyed about people yelling at me would argue with the people who screamed at me. One boy, who I will refer to as D, pulled off my hat multiple times and I turned around and slapped him. He has called me a freak multiple times. My self esteem is low and I'm scared my parents will hate me if I come out. They are christians, so I'm scared how they will react. I know my friends accept me, and I don't think I'm ready to come out to my parents, but I'm young and I am transgender. I am a female to male transgender. I am Lucas, and no one will ever change that.
shubham @ noida sector 44
before two years i did going in temple in own village daily but one day my fare nabourhood meet me and he is telling me how are you I say i am fine he say shubham chauhan both are wondring in ground but i did say this i am not going in park but he was requesting so i agree and i was going but he going in own home in top flour both are starting in gay panti or after some time he is say that matter of my friend and i fell very samly
shubham @ noida sector 44
before two years i did going in temple in own village daily but one day my fare nabourhood meet me and he is telling me how are you I say i am fine he say shubham chauhan both are wondring in ground but i did say this i am not going in park but he was requesting so i agree and i was going but he going in own home in top flour both are starting in gay panti or after some time he is say that matter of my friend and i fell very samly
shubham @ noida sector 44
before two years i did going in temple in own village daily but one day my fare nabourhood meet me and he is telling me how are you I say i am fine he say shubham chauhan both are wondring in ground but i did say this i am not going in park but he was requesting so i agree and i was going but he going in own home in top flour both are starting in gay panti or after some time he is say that matter of my friend and i fell very samly
shubham @ noida sector 44
before two years i did going in temple in own village daily but one day my fare nabourhood meet me and he is telling me how are you I say i am fine he say shubham chauhan both are wondring in ground but i did say this i am not going in park but he was requesting so i agree and i was going but he going in own home in top flour both are starting in gay panti or after some time he is say that matter of my friend and i fell very samly
emily @ australia
so ive recently come out lesbian and no one but my sister took it well but before I came out I had decided I'm moving out when I'm 17 which is old enough on my parents part and after while I made friends but being homeschooled it's hard I'm only 13 until June 2018
Aaron @ Missouri, USA
I am a currently almost 15, gay male. When I was in the middle of eighth grade I came out as bi seeing as I was in a relationship with a girl but had feelings for a guy at the same time. Then we broke up, as young couples do, and I met my best friend Sophie on October 5 2016. After a few weeks of living the single "bi" life i finally decided to tell Sophie that I was gay. She of course took it great and then proceeded to tell me that she was no and we just had a lot of hella gay fun. Then I got bold and decided to tell my parents, knowing that my mom and rest of my family was homophobic. So I told them and they told me that it was just my teenage hormones flowing and that God would never create someone like this, which I then responded to that with, "THEN WHY DID HE? I LIKE BOYS!" . Then she said that she was getting me counseling. That was in December. In January i started going to the "pray the gay away" counseling. I convinced them that I was now straight and they believed me. Until they found gay Stuff on a Snapchat that I wasnt supposed to have. They have now started me back up in counseling on Tuesdays at 4 and I kinda wanna die. Because of the stress from the age of 12 coming from not knowing who I was or what was "wrong" with me i know have extreme anxiety and depression. I struggle with wanting to die whenever I am around my family and having to lie to people i love and wanting to live around my friends at school where I can be as gay as I want. sorry for the novel lol
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Hilary @ Wilmington, Delaware
I came out when I was a teenager, I think I was about 13 or 14. My dad told me not to talk about it and it was just a phase. My mom asked me what I wanted for dinner and when I looked confused she said it wasn't a big deal if I wanted to date a girl. My mom said I should date whom ever I wanted to as long as they treated me well.
Shaun @ Canada
Hi, I'm Shaun. I'm 16 and I was born and raised in Canada. I realized that I started liking guys around the age of 11, but I didn't accept that I was gay until I was 14. During elementary school, I would mostly hang out with the girls, rather than hanging out with other boys. I started getting "gay", "fag" among other homophobic slurs in grade 2. In grade 4 and 5, I was seriously bullied everyday because people thought I was gay and just hated me because of it. I attempted suicide 3 times during that time period, as I had started to believe what the bullies were saying to me. In grade 6, I started living a lie, hiding all things that people may think were gay. It sadly worked and the bullying stopped. However, it didn't make me feel any better knowing that I was living a lie to everyone and between grade 7 and 8, I attempted suicide 4 times, usually ending in me forcing myself at the last minute to stop from jumping or someone in my family coming home. In my freshman year of high school, I still acted very straight around other people that I didn't know or didn't have a great relationship with, but I could actually be myself around my friends. In grade 10, I decided to come out to my best friend at the time, lets call her Jen. Then in the winter of the same year, I came out to my other extremely close friends, lets call them Gia and Kevin. I thought it was going to be very easy after I came out to others. However, during an argument I had with Jen during the summer between grade 10 and 11, she threatened to out me to my parents and the whole school. I cut her out of my life that day. I also noticed that ever since coming out to Jen, Gia and Kevin, I was treated different, it was like our whole friendship had changed. Whenever I would ask them about it, they would get offended and angry at me. Soon after and earlier this year (2 months ago), Gia exited my life after I found messages of her bashing me behind my back. I confronted her about it and she said she never sent them, then she acted like the victim, blaming me and blaming that because I told her I was gay, she was lying to everyone and that she stopped caring about our friendship months ago. Kevin and I don't talk as much as we used to. I feel alone. I've told 2 others but they were way to drunk to even remember. That was before Jen and Gia left my life in the way they did. I'm afraid to trust anyone else. As for my parents, I have no idea when it's going to happen. In my family there has always been a negative undertone in my family about any part of the LGBTQ+ community. I'm afraid that my parents will kick me out. I love my family so much, but it's hard to come out to people who make negative comments about the LGBTQ+ community. I have no one to talk to these things about, and no one would even understand. I've recently began noticing that I'm not eating, but some days I don't even care. This just proves that even in 2017, it's hard to come out still. Surround yourself with people who actually care and will be with you through thick and thin.
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Tahnee @ cranbourne
so i have always thought i was a bit different from all of my friends that were girls because we would all walk around and they would be checking the boys out and then our guy mates would come along and check out the girls and i always found myself looking at the girls not the guys. I never knew that there was such thing as being gay until my sister came home and said that she was dating a girl. i then started asking questions and realized that i was a lesbian. It took me a while to accept it and keep going with my life but i got there. I honestly feel so much better than holding it in after coming out. I have had quite a few girlfriends since i came out and one being my last before my current. It was a bad relationship and it was toxic. I was abused physically and verbally. It got to the point where i was that scared i didn't even want to leave my house but i also didn't want to break up with her because she scared me but i loved her. This turned the whole thing around. i was afraid of girls until i met the love of my life that i am currently with now. she turned my world upside down and even made my mum start to believe that i could find happiness in a girls heart. my mum wasn't very supportive on the whole gay thing but i think since i have got my new partner everything has gotten a whole lot better. i got bullied at school for coming out as gay and i struggled a lot. i ended up getting diagnosed with depression and anxiety. which i still suffer from now but my partner pulled me out of a whole that i was stuck in deep.
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Kumar @ Mumbai
I am 34 now, I realised I am a gay at the age of 15, I had relation with my cousin, I was not knowing about this so I was not serious about this. When I finished my school and went to college I start feeling to attract towards boys, I start liking hairy moustache boys, even I start looking my dad at the same eyes, I was watching him closely when he was taking rest in sunlight and going to shower. One night I was sleeping with him and thought he is in deep sleep this is the right time to see his cock. He was sleeping so deep, I slowly grab his cock and removed his boxer. Oh god finally the big tool was in my hand I was very excited and started stroking, I sucked it till my deep throat, he was sleeping like anything, I kissed him and touched his moustache and bulb hairs, I touched his balls and sucked it also. That night I could not forget ever in my life. Still I am in love with my hairy dad and I am.afraid if he will come to know I am.a gay. Same thing I was attracted towards my brother in law. He is also very handsome and sexy man.once I was sleeping with him and touched his cock, he finally opened his underwear and shoed his big cock to me and did not mind if I wanna touch and suck. I sucked it like lollypop and he discharged on my mouth, after this it was regular. Now I am.not in touch with him.
Matias @ Gold Coast
My story's one that might bring a smile to your heart, it was a few weeks after my graduation from High School and I had those few months of freedom before starting my diploma in Photography, I was really questioning my sexuality and I thought "You know what would be a good idea? Going on Tinder and trying to meet a boy and seeing how it goes" Haha, it made me think "Do I really wanna try this and commit to it?" I met him. the boy I fell for, I won't ever forget his amazing green eyes, his beautiful hair, and most of all his smile. He brought me self esteem, confidence and a new view of the world, one where I could be who I wanted to be without fear of what others thought, I remember we used to play a game of Truth or Dare everyday before we went to bed. He'd go on a 3 and a half hour train for me and I'd meet him in the mornings everytime off the bus and I remember one time I dared him to grab hold of me and everytime another man passes he had to go "Mine!" Hahah, anyway one time he stayed at mine and we got too frisky, he left me with a set of 3 hickies on my collarbone and these were the bane of my existence because of how well he was able to give them. Haha, anyway skip forward 2 weeks and they still hadn't faded, my brother-in-law came into my room for some smalltalk, ya know nothing outta the ordinary, anyway he saw my hickies because of my singlet (It was summer) and a good half hour later I get a text message from my sister "Who gave you those hickies and what the f**k is their name!?" I told her "Hey remember ****, my friend who's been coming around every few days and I've been spending a lot of time with?" Yeah from there it was a downhill and I had little time to tell my parents, they took it well, I told my mother as we sat outside taking in the beautiful sunset from our backyard, listening to ABBA, her reaction to take the usual safe sex story and I laughed. I told my father and he laughed, for a little while he thought it was a joke. I didn't mind that, my friends knew it immediately. In the end my story with him didn't end well, he told me his stay in Australia was limited and I knew this, he got my hopes up when he said he might stay but I knew it was him trying to let me down easy, I knew it could never work and I loved him, I have never used that word lightly and do not take it like a word that should be used as any other. I say I love you when I truly mean it and I told him, ever after he moved away, never have I met someone so perfect and never will. Such things aern't meant to last unfortunately but I look back on it and I cannot think of any other way it could have gone any better.
Mars @ Orange
Hey. My name’s Molly, but I like to go by Mars. (To clarify, i use they/them pronouns! ☺️) Ever since I was little, I grew up in a easy going church. People there were very laid back but centered their life on God. I was never really like that. Yeah, I said hymns and participated, but I never felt... connected. I played with boys, weared old tee shirts, and thought girls were gross. On the other hand, I also I never considered myself as one of the boys I played with, just some weird tomboy that liked to play baseball with them. This stuck with me until my freshman year of high school . Here’s the thing: I loved theatre and musicals, and as most of you know, those things are known as “gay”. In 7th grade, I was labeled as a gay at school, and the tomboyish attitude I had made it so much worse. “Big fat les””dyke” “She probably kisses girls on her lunch break” “Theatre nerds are so strait compared to her!” Despite the horrendous attitues of my classmates and colleges, I joined a musical club a while away from my home. This. Was my real home. So many people with the same experiences were there and filled a room full of laughs, and show tunes, smiles and friendships that were so incredibly strong it amazed me. It was the first time I felt true exceptance and I could be who I was. At TMR, the theatre group, we started auditions. I was cast as a lead, but a male lead. You wouldn’t beleive my dad’s face when I came home. He thought it went against “Gods law” to be the opposite gender. During this time, I started to explore the gender spectrum. When I told him about my role, I felt the most betrayed than I’ve ever been. But, the show went very well and everyone came; even my dad. Later on, well, I will admit I kinda egged it on to my father. We started a new season and it was time for auditions. This was about a year after the first boy casting incident, so I had sort of let it go, but wasn’t sure if he still felt that way toward me. I decided to test him. “Hey dad! Will you help me with my lines?” “Sure kid, what’da got?” “Ok. So you read for Mr. Banks, and I’ll read for Micheal.” “Wait... you’re reading for a boy?!” “Yeah... why not? He sings perfect songs in my range and I can act him well!” “But.. it’s a boy!” “So?” “Ugh. Practice on your own” Test: failed. It didn’t matter in the end though, I was cast as a woman in the show. But a sort of miracle happened! We got to met the new cast for the show, and I saw someone I had never met at the rehearsal studio. His name was Quinten. I didn’t know at the time, but he was transgender, the first I’d ever met outside in the real world. He was so nice and kind! He eventually became my really good friend. We’d talk about everything pretty much. This helped me to discover my gender, a non binary. I came out to my mom, and she wasn’t excepting. She thinks it’s a phase, and that’s ok. I’ve yet to come out to my dad (I’m so scared of him it’s crazy). My huge family of aunts and cousins all are very accepting of me and gave me a comforting place to grow. My message to you is, You’re home doesn’t have to be where you sleep at night. Where you feel love? That is your home.
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Kevin @ Tennessee
My story begins when I was a small child, 6 or 7 maybe. I remember I was somewhere with my mom and my sister and I mentioned a boy being good looking, my mother told me that boys didn't say that about other boys, so I left it at that and never said it again, but the feelings didn't change. At that age I didn't know I was gay, I just knew I liked the way some men looked as well as some women. As I got older, into my teen years I realized that I had an attraction to men. I worked in a restaurant and had a coworker that I really liked, but he wasn't gay. As I got a little older, I started to date girls which was okay, I liked girls too. When I was 16, I met the woman I would call my wife one day and she would also be the mother of my two children. We got married right out of high school and had our daughter almost immediately. As I approached my early 20s the feelings for men only got stronger, and I had a son on the way. I loved my wife but I needed something else. I finally told her that I was gay and I loved her with all my heart but we could no longer be married. She tried her best to be supportive and caring, but I knew the hurt she was going through and I would never do that to anyone else, which is why I relate as gay now instead of bisexual. After 10 years of marriage we were divorced. I was free to be myself, but I still couldn't come out to my family. I did tell some of my close friends. I lost my best friend because I was gay, it got out at work and I became so miserable and depressed because it was nothing but rumors, if it had all been true it would have been different. I left that job to work at a restaurant as a manager for about two years, then I went to barber school. my life was starting to come together, I was happy and working on a new career. I had full custody of my kids and a nice house and new vehicle. Once I finished school I began work in a small barbershop in a small town where again being gay is just not accepted so easily. Once again I was becoming very depressed and I got to the breaking point. I had to come clean and be myself. I told my sister who was supportive which was great, a few months later I made the decision to tell my parents. My mom actually, I cant tell my dad, he knows, but I couldn't do it. when I told my mom I was an emotional wreck. I told her I couldn't love to please others anymore, I had tried all my life to not be gay, I told her it was not a choice and that my marriage was never a lie, I did love my wife lwith all my heart and I still love her and she knows that. I told my mother that I was gay. those were the hardest words ive ever had to say. She told me that she would never judge me, and asked if there was someone that I wanted to be with, I told her that I had a friend that I haven't officially dated but I wanted to and I wanted to opportunity to find love again and we left it at that. Later that same night my daughter and I went to get some food and it was just the two of us and I asked her if she was ok with me dating again. she said she was, so then I asked how would you feel if I dated a man? she said she wouldn't care at all, that she loves me no matter what. I cant begin to tell you what a weight was lifted off my chest to know that I had my mothers, sisters and daughters support. I have some more people to tell but that is a nice start.
Pearl @ Austria
I was 11 years old when I started questioning my sexuality and gender. I was a tom boy ever since I can remember but I never thought of transitioning. I talked a lot to my parents because I have two dads. SCORE! So I guess when I was 12 I realized I did not fit in any gender and I was just non-binary. Yup that is moi
Pearl @ Austria
I was 11 years old when I started questioning my sexuality and gender. I was a tom boy ever since I can remember but I never thought of transitioning. I talked a lot to my parents because I have two dads. SCORE! So I guess when I was 12 I realized I did not fit in any gender and I was just non-binary. Yup that is moi
Pearl @ Austria
I was 11 years old when I started questioning my sexuality and gender. I was a tom boy ever since I can remember but I never thought of transitioning. I talked a lot to my parents because I have two dads. SCORE! So I guess when I was 12 I realized I did not fit in any gender and I was just non-binary. Yup that is moi
Anonymous @ Unknown
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jen @ philippines
im bisexual at di ako confused nagkagf na rin ako kaso hirap ako sa family ko gawa ng nag out ako sa papa then di ako tanggap idk kung dipa or dina talaga and kay mama diko pa sinasabi kase ayaw nya sa gantong mga gender ang tanging nalalapitan ko nalang ngayon si god kase ang hirap.
PJ @ london,england
I was 8 years old when I kissed my first girl. We had been best friends since nursery and I knew my feelings for her weren't just friendly. It was shortly after I had experienced a tragic even in my life, I was raped by another student in the older year. My friend helped me through that so much and I thought she felt the same. So me being the impulsive person I am, kissed her in this little forest area next to our school. She responded terribly, slapped me, shouted at me, ended our friendship and from then on started to bully me along with the majority of our classmates. I began to hear things and see things a lot and started to become very suicidal attempting to kill myself 7 times in total. When I was 10 years old, she moved country. This was probably the happiest day of my life because as soon as she left, the bullying subsided. The voices were still there though. I hadn't told my parents bout anything, the school were too worried for their appearance to tell my parents they allowed a student to get raped. It was extremely hard for a 8 year old going onto 9 to not be able to speak to my parents about everything but they didn't care anyways. I was still bullied by a few people, the occasional 'fag' or 'dyke' thrown around but I began to beat up the people who called me that. Causing the teachers to dislike me even more. I left primary school on a bad note but luckily no one I knew was going to my secondary school. A fresh start. No more falling for girls, fighting, attempting to die. 5 months into the school year and I already failed. I met my now best friend Tyler who was an open pansexual (FtM transgender) guy. He opened my eyes in so many ways and I really love the fact I met him. When we first met he wasn't openly transgender and I didn't know what I identified as. Soon we became really close and helped each other understand ourselves. I now identify as a genderfluid, gay (I only like girls so I guess sorta straight when I am a guy?? I don't fully get it but I'm trying) person. My parents found out near the end of yr 7 when I was 12. It was a school morning and it was really bad. They beat me and made me read bible passages till it was time to go to school. They said they didn't care about gay people and they will never support me. they told me it was a 'phase' and blamed my friends for my 'openness'. I got pissed and punched my mum in the face for talking about my friends like that. Which resulted in more beatings. I went to school with more cuts on my arms than I ever gave to myself. My parents were definitely not accepting. I told my friends and Tyler and the others comforted me as best as they could but I guess I always knew my parents wouldn't accept it.
Alexander burnett @ Scotland U.K
I was 13 years old when I fell in love with a friend I was so afraid to tell him I was in love with him for a long time I hid my feelings and tried to to keep my self hiding away as I got older the feeling went away and started to stick to girls and lived a straight life for many years I know I was not gay as I liked male and females that's when I knew I was bisexual I started to experiment with sex toys but still kept my life away from friends and family as I was terrified of what every one would say and of being beaten up at school soon as I turned sixteen I became a father I come out about my self when I was 28 years old I told my mother and she said she already knew then I got the courage to tell my younger brother that was scary as he is a military man and very homophobic at the time he said he also knew as he went through my phone and read all my text messages but that what happens when you for get to pick up your phone when you leave there room
Add y Mac @ Peru IL
It all started when I was having dreams. I would go to sleep in real life and wake up ( in the dream) and see that I am naked. Then I look next to me and see a blond pretty girl next to me, also naked. I fell in love. Then I was in danger. And she saved me. I woke up and realized that I like girls. Then ever night for a week I would dream of girls. The important thing is that I am happy. And that is all that matters.
Miriam @ Norway
i´ve technically not come out yet, but i accidentally came out to my friend once because she said something about bisexuality and i went "same". i also came out to my friend and a few of her friends as bi when we played truth or dare and she asked if anyone had had feelings for the same gender. turned out almost everyone on the group was part of lgbt so it made it easier for me. turned out my friend is pansexual lmao. both of my friends were really cool with it, and no one made a big deal out of it, which was what i was afraid of.
Miriam @ Norway
i´ve technically not come out yet, but i accidentally came out to my friend once because she said something about bisexuality and i went "same". i also came out to my friend and a few of her friends as bi when we played truth or dare and she asked if anyone had had feelings for the same gender. turned out almost everyone on the group was part of lgbt so it made it easier for me. turned out my friend is pansexual lmao. both of my friends were really cool with it, and no one made a big deal out of it, which was what i was afraid of.
Anonymous @ Unknown
I forgot what my story was ...
Anonymous @ Unknown
I forgot what my story was ...
CHIRAG @ Gosar
When I was 17 years old, I fell in love with one guy. I was so innocent to even recognise the difference that being guy I fell for guy and not girl. I think that innocence helped me to come out to my mom that I am gay and I can only fall in love with a guy. "Still it's too early to decide anything" said by my mom. And she took a chance to see with age. After that when I completed my post graduation , I decided to go to Canada and then I told my younger brother about me being gay and the decision why I chose to go Canada and settle there. Unfortunately, I couldn't settle there and I came back to India. I started with my own coaching business and was earning well. Meanwhile we took our own flat, and hence now the expectations from my family for marriage arised. This is the time when someone suggested me to get open up. One thing which I still remember of some one is unless you won't be true , "how can you expect people to be true ". It was then I decided to open up about my sexuality to everyone. I told my parents that I m not able to fall in love with a girl and hence it's not possible for me to survive the whole life with her. My parents allowed me to be on my own and take decision according to my comfortability.
CHIRAG @ Gosar
When I was 17 years old, I fell in love with one guy. I was so innocent to even recognise the difference that being guy I fell for guy and not girl. I think that innocence helped me to come out to my mom that I am gay and I can only fall in love with a guy. "Still it's too early to decide anything" said by my mom. And she took a chance to see with age. After that when I completed my post graduation , I decided to go to Canada and then I told my younger brother about me being gay and the decision why I chose to go Canada and settle there. Unfortunately, I couldn't settle there and I came back to India. I started with my own coaching business and was earning well. Meanwhile we took our own flat, and hence now the expectations from my family for marriage arised. This is the time when someone suggested me to get open up. One thing which I still remember of some one is unless you won't be true , "how can you expect people to be true ". It was then I decided to open up about my sexuality to everyone. I told my parents that I m not able to fall in love with a girl and hence it's not possible for me to survive the whole life with her. My parents allowed me to be on my own and take decision according to my comfortability.
Em @ Idaho
So, one day while sitting at the kitchen table reading George, my mom walked in, and I was like, "Hey mom, I'm gay" She was like, "no you're not." I turned back to my book. "You're right. I'm pansexual."
anonymous @ iraq
Dear reader i'm 26 year old gay male , i live in iraq which automatically categorizes most people that lives there as "Muslim" even if they don't have any religious views !and here in our culture if you are single then you have to live with your parents and not move out .... i am proud and ok with being gay but as you might have guessed i haven't come out yet and don't plan to as long as i'm in this retarded country since here they view homosexuality as a sin , here a gay individual is seen as a defective product and if you are from a religious family like i am they will think that you are possessed by the devil and will tell you to pray hard so that god may show mercy on you and drive him out ! here having a gay family member will turn that person in to a stain on the family's reputation , which forces some families in to killing their own flesh and blood or worse disowning them ..... unfortunately this kind of rotten way of thinking has embedded itself in the minds of the new generations too thus it makes it nearly impossible to come out to your friends or even trust your friends enough to try to come out which is one of the reasons i haven't come out to them even though i have dropped hints to some of the close ones to me but maaan they are so dull and thick skinned that they can't seem to pick it up,,, , the worst thing of not coming out to anyone is that you won't have anyone to share your emotional burden with, you will slowly but surely start to wither from within & you will feel alone most of the time ,you see your peers get in to relations and get married and this will make you jealous of how free they are , you may even see the guy you had a crush on get in to a relationship with a girl and this feels pretty much like a punch to your heart,,these days most of the times i feel so small so faint and feel like there is a pair of dark hands clutching my heart .... now you may be saying " god this guy is a coward" but trust me i don't fear what coming out would do to me but i fear what it would do to my mom and dad as they have always been kind to me and i don't want to tell them i'm something something they don't understand and will never won't to understand ,, even though they are highly educated people but still religion has seeped far enough in to their mind that they don't view homosexuality favorably.... i guess i'm writing on this site as a way to let some of the pent up emotions out ,.... but if you were in the same position as i am now , if you lived in a country where practically everyone thought being gay is unnatural and shouldn't exist what would you do ?
Andy @ Delaware
I was raised by very far right, evangelical christian parents who would always say things like Gay people are wrong,broken, abominations, need to be fixed etc. I knew i was always different but realized why at around 12-13 and i vividly remember my Mom saying " if you turn out gay, i will consider you a disappointment as a son and myself a failure as a mother and you will no longer be welcome in my home." I remember how scared i was of my own shadow and would never let anyone get close for to long in fear they would find out about me. it lead to some dark times in my life and i decided at 23 to join the military in order to get away from all that. i ended up struggling with suicidal thoughts and alcoholism to a point to wear my best friend had to tell are superiors that i was struggling. I very shortly there after started seeing someone and came out to my best friend and slowly started coming out to everyone and i recently came out to my mom who has not spoken to me since.
Gage @ U.S.A. UT
When I told my mom I was pansexual about four years ago she told me my sexuality doesn't exist. That doesn't stop me from knowing that is me. When I told her I'm transgender..suddenly I wasn't allowed to cut my hair, and her female pronoun usage become a lot larger than normal. She started asking me if I want purses and bought me a very feminine watch. The feminine things wouldn't bug me if I didn't know she believes boys shouldn't have those things. It's hard. A lot of my friends know I'm transgender, but I'm not allowed to be public about it, or don't feel like I can because of my mother. I plan to come out as soon as I'm 18 but the closer June gets the more frightened I get.
julia @ poland
Well, I was sure that i'm straight. Until I met that one girl, while I was ice-skating. I didn't know her name, where she lives or anything and I was sad. My dad asked what's wrong and I've told him the truth.
Anonymous @ Unknown
I came out to my BEST friend who is VERY accepting. She said she doesn't know why people make a big deal about their kids being gay/bi/trans. I then came out to my friend who is accepting, and went the same way when I told my best friend. I told my mom who thought that I was too young to know my sexuality, in which I told her that no one says that to the heterosexual teen my age. Those are the only people I have told. BTW I am a lesbian
Male73 @ Unknown
I haven't come out yet, being in high school and having a busy life. I keep telling myself that it doesn't matter, I'm not seeing anybody so why should I need to? Why should people need to come out and say that they arn't straight? Well they do because we're a minority but that's what's holding me back, I live in a very accepting area with an understanding family and friends but I think the problem is that I don't think I have accepted being gay. For a long time I just admired men thinking it was normal, I didn't really realize I was at first but then it hit me, I love men. And I still think, months later, that I'm not ok with that, I'm not ok with who I am, not because I'm homophobic (I'm not) but because I don't want to live with a burden, I don't want to live with people disliking me for who I like. I don't want to adopt or use an artificial way of conceiving my children. I'm a very peculiar person in general and finding someone that I could be with for the rest of my life without factoring in that less than half the population is even of the right sexual orientation. It terrifies me, that's why I won't come out. At least not anytime soon. I've considered telling one friend to have someone to talk to but what if they betray me? I can't live with that now. I have so much creativity, inspiration and ambition, I want to write my book, I want to die my hair, I want to be important but I fear too my what people will think of me, my family, they're probably some of the most accepting people I'll ever meet but I still can't so I change my book, I don't die my hair and I keep my dreams modest I don't know what's wrong with me Why I can't just do it I tried researching about gay men, "what does science know?" I found out it could be evolutionary, that we aren't mistakes because if we were we would already be extinct, that it's probably determined in the womb. But it didn't help. I kept denying I was gay, the fact that I had a girlfriend helped but when she dumbed me it hit me hard, when she ended it, our bond, our trust. I couldn't breathe, all I wanted was to hug her, for this pain to be over but I resisted opening my arms, I wanted to tell her, to yell it out, but she had betrayed our love. (She had no idea I was gay) after we talked a bit I realized she had done the right thing, love had to go both ways and somehow I had learned to love her, for her. I wasn't attracted to what she looked like, it was who she was. Anyways once it settled in I felt the pain, scientists are pretty sure heartbreaks cause real pain, and long term (depending on the person) and I felt it alright, I couldn't stop thinking about her, every song, every painting, every image, every person, reflected her, I was broken. But now I understand it wasn't just that I was heartbroken, she had been my shield to hide from the fact that I was gay but now she had left me exposed to the truth, and I couldn't cope with that. But I feel better after 5 months and I feel like i could try to talk to someone.
Juliette @ California
my first crush was a girl in kindergarten. I was never really aware I was "gay" until last year. Gay was not in my vocabulary when I was young, like I knew that I liked girls, but I never really... processed it, I didn't know I was different. When I turned 9 I had a crush on a girl named Kendal, it was then when I started to realize I was different. I got teased and had no friends. Eventually I went through a depression. I became suicidal. When I told my mom I wanted to kill myself, her sympathy lasted 2 days. I was teased and laughed at by my entire family except for my older sister Rebekah. Since then I kept to myself. I was scared to share any of my secrets with anyone except my sister for fear of being bullied again. I turned 12 and Rebekah and I became less and less close due to my depression and introvert behavior, but she is still close enough to me for me to tell her stuff. I came out to my sister when I was 13. I told her I though K stew was hot. She wasn't surprised and was glad she did not have competition with her crush on a boy. My sister told me to tell my mom soon at least. I did not want to tell her being that she is pretty religious, I believe in god and follow him but... youknow. So one day I was having a panic attack in the bathroom (they happen a lot) but anyway, my mom found me and comforted me. I then not really thinking, told her. She was pretty supportive and I was glad for that. One day my mom got mad at me... and when she got mad at me she yells and screams and insults and then spills all the secrets she promised not to tell about. So basically everyone found out in the worst way possible. My little sister is okay with me being gay, she is too young to understand it fully though. My brother still doesn't exactly believe me. But I guess he will have to face the facts one day. My dad... idk if he knows... sooooo...?
Juliette @ California
my first crush was a girl in kindergarten. I was never really aware I was "gay" until last year. Gay was not in my vocabulary when I was young, like I knew that I liked girls, but I never really... processed it, I didn't know I was different. When I turned 9 I had a crush on a girl named Kendal, it was then when I started to realize I was different. I got teased and had no friends. Eventually I went through a depression. I became suicidal. When I told my mom I wanted to kill myself, her sympathy lasted 2 days. I was teased and laughed at by my entire family except for my older sister Rebekah. Since then I kept to myself. I was scared to share any of my secrets with anyone except my sister for fear of being bullied again. I turned 12 and Rebekah and I became less and less close due to my depression and introvert behavior, but she is still close enough to me for me to tell her stuff. I came out to my sister when I was 13. I told her I though K stew was hot. She wasn't surprised and was glad she did not have competition with her crush on a boy. My sister told me to tell my mom soon at least. I did not want to tell her being that she is pretty religious, I believe in god and follow him but... youknow. So one day I was having a panic attack in the bathroom (they happen a lot) but anyway, my mom found me and comforted me. I then not really thinking, told her. She was pretty supportive and I was glad for that. One day my mom got mad at me... and when she got mad at me she yells and screams and insults and then spills all the secrets she promised not to tell about. So basically everyone found out in the worst way possible. My little sister is okay with me being gay, she is too young to understand it fully though. My brother still doesn't exactly believe me. But I guess he will have to face the facts one day. My dad... idk if he knows... sooooo...?
Ali @ Staffordshire
I have put another story on about me being transgender. When I put that story on I hadn't really come out except from to one of my friends and my Mum. Now pretty much everyone I know knows i'm transgender. I have been referred to a gender clinic in london to discuss my options. I do have a crush on a girl on my school and although to me it's a boy liking a girl, to everyone else it's a girl liking a girl. I have had a crush on the same girl for ages so I'm used to liking her. One of my friends has known about my crush for as long as I have but all of my other friends have only just found out. I was scared that my friends might be confused but I was quite confident that they would be ok. It was just how to say it that I was worried about. It was fine though as my friends were all accepting and they treated me as if nothing happened which is what I want. It was a little awkward at first but it soon changed.
Robert @ Taiwan
My senior in school one evening after class drama practice followed me in the changing room. We changed our stage costume in the room. Since my role in the drama is a princess, I have to remove my stage costume dress and the female inners. Suddenly my senior stood behind me and told me that I am beautiful. Before I did any respond, he hold my face and kissed on my lips. His tongue then went inside my mouth. I can't expressed my feeling in words. But it is good for my body turned hot. Me closed my eyes, enjoy the spooning he gave me, not realized that my costume fell on the floor.
Bill Bernhard @ Houston, Texas
Hi there guys Bill Bernhard here coming out bi/gay here in Houston, Texas. I say bi/gay as I love having sex with both sexes. I love giving head while being ass fucked and I love orally pleasing a woman, making love to them and helping them bring their man to climax too. There is nothing better than making love to a man or men depending on the occasion. I love another man s warm body wrapped around mine and having that throbbing penetration over and over again. I was married twice to women and loved every minute of sex with them but the excitement I feel with a man cannot be beat. My first experience with gay sexual encounter was at the age of nine with a friend who was sleeping over of the same age. It was just caressing and that was that but it did spark my interest. At 12 a friend of mine approached me at school and asked if we could give each other a blow job so we did in the bathroom of the private school we were attending. That was also my fist kiss with another male. At thirteen my best friend of 14 asked if he could have anal sex with me and without hesitation I said yes. I never forgot those experiences but went on to live a normal Heterosexual life getting married having kids but never forgetting the homosexual urge out of within. It was not until my twenties during my first marriage that I had my first sexual encounter with another male. We made love for over an hour holding each other, kissing, enjoying oral sex and the pleasures of anal sex and from that point on I was hooked. Since then I have had countless sessions with bi couples, gay couples, gay group sex and of course one on one gay making love sessions. I still enjoy the company of women as well as men and that is why I consider myself both bi and gay at the same time. There is a lot more to tell but that will be another time. Bill Bernhard 1552 Wandering Trail Friendswood, Texas 77546 713-550-2842
Jana @ Egypt
I'm not Lesbian, gay, bisexual or transgender. Or maybe I am and i haven't figured it out yet, all i know right now is that I'm a straight 15 year old girl. All my life i have fought for the rights of the LGBT members as human beings. Never for one moment have i thought of them any less than humans. I may not be a member of the LGBT community but i sure have been bullied and abused for my beliefs. Yet is till stand my ground, which is kinda hard to do when I'm a muslim, Egyption. Everything i fight for is against my religion and traditions. I started to doubt my own religion and culture, I mean why the hell would liking the same gender or the opposite gender matter? Why the hell would it be forbidden? I still stand my ground for everything I believe and I won't be backing down any time soon.
Thomas Williams @ Upper Norwood
I have been gay all of my life but recently I have become "straight curious" in order to explore my new life-style I came out
Eastleigh @ England
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Necola @ Nassau, Bahamas
Well I grew up in a Christian home so it was kinda hard as hell to say hey I'm a lesbian or even say I have feelings for girls...my first time to say I actually stepped out and say I'm gonna just be me was when I met a girl name shan OMG I was so in love my father found out first because she was constantly coming for me and I never was around guys....My father was supportive but my mother and her sisters were horrible......i kept on the low for a minute but I got tired....started fighting because I was angry in side..then one day I met this girl name Aveda OMG my ♥
Michael @ Canyon,Texas
I'm 13 and trans. All my friends know I am, I officially came out to them. But with my family just knew. Well that's what my sister tells me. I have always been a tomboy until I realized I was trans. If I officially come out to my family I know they will disown me. I did come out to my mom but she makes me dress like a girl and not the way I want to. I can trust my mom just not my dad. He is a strict christian and that doesn't go well with my gender but I know I am going to have to come out one day.
Jason @ Eastwood
I am a police officer and felt that I had to hide my sexuality from my colleagues but it was noticed by several of them apparently soon after I started at my station. I soon became interested in another officer (Steven). Unbeknown to me he had been interested in me from the time I arrived. I have always had an interest in cottaging and would discretely pursue my "hobby" outside of the New Forest.
Hay @ Michigan
It was my 7th-grade year I had just turned 12, I was planning on coming out to all of my friends 1-by-1. I told my best friend first she seemed like she was fine with it, it the proceeded to me telling everyone in my friend group except the person I knew wouldn't be okay with it, Lily. I approached her by first talking about my gay cousin, she didn't seem to keen on talking about him though. so I abandoned the subject and instead asked her if she knew anyone gay, and she said no. So I told her she knew one actually. She then asked who and I told her me. She was a little surprised but seemed to be excited about it. A few days passed and it was lunch time, All of my friends were asking me if I had a crush on anyone, I reluctantly told them my crush. Being very nervous about admitting my crush I went to the bathroom the calm down and when I walked back into the lunch room everyone's conversations stop and they were all staring at me, I look over to my so-called "friends" and saw them all spread out whispering and snickering something to each lunch table. Not liking the attention I was getting I ran out of the lunchroom and back into the bathroom until lunch had ended. Once the bell rang I went and got my stuff for my next hour, as I was walking through the hallway and people were whispering about me to each other, I walked and listen to what they were saying. " I heard she's a lesbo, ew,", "Dude she's a lesbo we can turn her straight if we f*ck her hard enough," Get away from her you might catch something," Is all I heard as I walked to my next class. Just be for I walked into my class my best friend pulled me aside to tell me what happened, she told me that Lily somehow convinced everyone at our lunch table to tell everyone in the lunch room my crush. Which was horrible because I not only sat right next to my crush in this class we were working on a project together. I started crying, I walked away from my classroom and to the same bathroom I had previously hidden in. I stayed in there until the end-of-day bell went off. I gathered up my stuff and went to my bus. The next few year went but uneventful, I'm now in high school with a bunch of great friends who are fine with me being me.
Hay @ Michigan
It was my 7th-grade year I had just turned 12, I was planning on coming out to all of my friends 1-by-1. I told my best friend first she seemed like she was fine with it, it the proceeded to me telling everyone in my friend group except the person I knew wouldn't be okay with it, Lily. I approached her by first talking about my gay cousin, she didn't seem to keen on talking about him though. so I abandoned the subject and instead asked her if she knew anyone gay, and she said no. So I told her she knew one actually. She then asked who and I told her me. She was a little surprised but seemed to be excited about it. A few days passed and it was lunch time, All of my friends were asking me if I had a crush on anyone, I reluctantly told them my crush. Being very nervous about admitting my crush I went to the bathroom the calm down and when I walked back into the lunch room everyone's conversations stop and they were all staring at me, I look over to my so-called "friends" and saw them all spread out whispering and snickering something to each lunch table. Not liking the attention I was getting I ran out of the lunchroom and back into the bathroom until lunch had ended. Once the bell rang I went and got my stuff for my next hour, as I was walking through the hallway and people were whispering about me to each other, I walked and listen to what they were saying. " I heard she's a lesbo, ew,", "Dude she's a lesbo we can turn her straight if we f*ck her hard enough," Get away from her you might catch something," Is all I heard as I walked to my next class. Just be for I walked into my class my best friend pulled me aside to tell me what happened, she told me that Lily somehow convinced everyone at our lunch table to tell everyone in the lunch room my crush. Which was horrible because I not only sat right next to my crush in this class we were working on a project together. I started crying, I walked away from my classroom and to the same bathroom I had previously hidden in. I stayed in there until the end-of-day bell went off. I gathered up my stuff and went to my bus. The next few year went but uneventful, I'm now in high school with a bunch of great friends who are fine with me being me.
Codie @ New Zealand
Here I am , 23 years old surfing through YouTube , the net and searching looking for an identity. Only now have I found my true gender identity and it doesn't match the one I was born with. Looking in the mirror , my face, my chest, my hands , my body, my parts. Nothing feels right. All through my teens and 20's I felt an expectation to wear girly clothes and wear makeup to fit that mold, when really inside I am breaking . I want to be different I want to cut my hair ,go on T, grow facial hair , have top surgery,have bottom surgery and wear guys clothes and be accepted by my family/friends.
Codie @ New Zealand
Here I am , 23 years old surfing through YouTube , the net and searching looking for an identity. Only now have I found my true gender identity and it doesn't match the one I was born with. Looking in the mirror , my face, my chest, my hands , my body, my parts. Nothing feels right. All through my teens and 20's I felt an expectation to wear girly clothes and wear makeup to fit that mold, when really inside I am breaking . I want to be different I want to cut my hair ,go on T, grow facial hair , have top surgery,have bottom surgery and wear guys clothes and be accepted by my family/friends.
Codie @ New Zealand
Here I am , 23 years old surfing through YouTube , the net and searching looking for an identity. Only now have I found my true gender identity and it doesn't match the one I was born with. Looking in the mirror , my face, my chest, my hands , my body, my parts. Nothing feels right. All through my teens and 20's I felt an expectation to wear girly clothes and wear makeup to fit that mold, when really inside I am breaking . I want to be different I want to cut my hair ,go on T, grow facial hair , have top surgery,have bottom surgery and wear guys clothes and be accepted by my family/friends.
Codie @ New Zealand
Here I am , 23 years old surfing through YouTube , the net and searching looking for an identity. Only now have I found my true gender identity and it doesn't match the one I was born with. Looking in the mirror , my face, my chest, my hands , my body, my parts. Nothing feels right. All through my teens and 20's I felt an expectation to wear girly clothes and wear makeup to fit that mold, when really inside I am breaking . I want to be different I want to cut my hair ,go on T, grow facial hair , have top surgery,have bottom surgery and wear guys clothes and be accepted by my family/friends.
Giorgio @ Italy
Hello everyone, my Name is Giorgio, I'm 19 and I'm from Italy. I found out I was gay at 11 years old. I really liked one of my classmates (both phyiscally and romantically speaking), so, to "hide myself", I decided to fake out I liked a girl in my class (funny story: she's lesbian). At the age of 12/13 I had a relationship with one of my (female) friend. It lasted three days or so (funny story: she's bisexual). I decided to come out at 14 to one of my online friends. Then I got depressed. I went throw waves of pshycologist, pshychiatrist, judges, social assistents and a lot more therapists. I started to cut myself, thinking about suicide and all the worst things on my mind were happening: i felt alone, friendless, i hated my body, i hated myself. At 16, I met a boy online. We started dating and my dad knew about us. He was cool with it (i told him I was gay at 14). We broke up two months later and my mind said "ok, stop. You're not worth it". I decided to set up a timer: 30 days and I'll give up. I'll come back alone in my room. I went to talk to a psychologist about it to sign my promise. 25 days later I chatted online with a guy named Niccolò. I said to him I was searching someone for a serious relationship, not a sex time. He said "me too". I said "max 20 years" (yes, I was THAT cold). He said "I'm 20". So yeah, we met the day after. He was extremely cute, both phisycally and as a human being. We started dating. And to prove that you was right, are right and will always be right: that guy, two years later, is now my HUSBAND.
Giorgio @ Italy
Hello everyone, my Name is Giorgio, I'm 19 and I'm from Italy. I found out I was gay at 11 years old. I really liked one of my classmates (both phyiscally and romantically speaking), so, to "hide myself", I decided to fake out I liked a girl in my class (funny story: she's lesbian). At the age of 12/13 I had a relationship with one of my (female) friend. It lasted three days or so (funny story: she's bisexual). I decided to come out at 14 to one of my online friends. Then I got depressed. I went throw waves of pshycologist, pshychiatrist, judges, social assistents and a lot more therapists. I started to cut myself, thinking about suicide and all the worst things on my mind were happening: i felt alone, friendless, i hated my body, i hated myself. At 16, I met a boy online. We started dating and my dad knew about us. He was cool with it (i told him I was gay at 14). We broke up two months later and my mind said "ok, stop. You're not worth it". I decided to set up a timer: 30 days and I'll give up. I'll come back alone in my room. I went to talk to a psychologist about it to sign my promise. 25 days later I chatted online with a guy named Niccolò. I said to him I was searching someone for a serious relationship, not a sex time. He said "me too". I said "max 20 years" (yes, I was THAT cold). He said "I'm 20". So yeah, we met the day after. He was extremely cute, both phisycally and as a human being. We started dating. And to prove that you was right, are right and will always be right: that guy, two years later, is now my HUSBAND.
anonymous @ not saying
I'm a fourteen year-old bisexual, and genderfluid. I've yet to tell my family my gender, however, I am out as bisexual. I told my friends first, all of them were very supporting. I couldn't hardly tell my mom, I sat down one night on the couch next to her and she paused the TV. She looked at me and sighed. I mumbled, "Mom, I'm bisexual." She asked me to speak up, I said it again. She just stared at me and blinked, I scarcely stopped myself from crying. She blinked a couple more times and just looked at a loss for words. I asked her to say something, she told me she'd accept me no matter what. I was rocking back and forth on the couch, scared to death at her initial reaction. It got a lot of talk going about LGBT+ I was quite happy afterwards. She did ask why I was so scared to tell her. A few days later she asked if I was telling my dad. I walked downstairs and sat on his bed. I clutched pillow and my mom smiled encouragingly from the door. I looked at him, "Daddy, (whenever I'm scared I revert to childlike names and tendencies) I'm bisexual." I burst into tears. He gave the same reaction. He scolded me lightly for being nervous to tell them and I just cried a little more.
Carly @ London ont
Hello my name is Carly,im outgoing and really funny but now im gonna tell you my story back in 2013 my ex Best-friend (Katie) had a birthday party and she was like hey i know what game we can play spin the bottle so everyone had their turn and it was mine so i spin the bottle and it landed on my bestfriend Katie so i had to kiss her after we kiss she asked her and i was about to call my mom she asked id i wanna spend the night i was like sure why not and that night we made out and did something and that morning mom came to pick i waited until me and my mom got into the car and i said umm mom i gotta tell you something she said shoot for it Hunny bun so i said well me Katie kiss last night and did something else she looked at me and said you kiss your bestfriend and i think about 3 weeks later me and Katie talked and talked for hours and hangout and i think we went to the movies and started making out and about 6 days later Katie asked out so i think i texted my mom and told her i was gay
Chauhan sahil @ 3 rajasthan society
While coming out of the bank is saw a monkey walking menacingly
Anonymous @ Unknown
I forgot what my story was ...
Luv @ Pune
I fill I am a lightly gay ,coz I have attraction of boys, but I don't want be a part of gay. I can't control my fillings relative to boys ...I want simple life like other straight boys....
Just the @ Tip
i was a girl in my whole life didnt know about my special spot. then i was raped while i was in middle school that awoke my mind that i need to be a boy so i wouldn't feel those rapist so i bought a dildo then i stitch it on my Vagina
Natalie @ Unknown
The very first time I came out I texted my friend who was more like a sister. We’d been texting back and forth for about ten minutes, when I composed a long text explain that I was pansexual, what that meant, and not to share with my parents yet. She responded immediately, telling me she loved me for whoever I wanted to be and would stand up for me and keep my secret. The next day, pan pride day, I decided to tell my other three closest friends. I got them all together at the end of the day and just blurted it out. They were really happy for me and so supportive. A week or so later, I left my mother a note. She didn’t mention it until the next day on the ride to a volleyball tournament. She was cool, but I wish she didn’t question wether I really was pansexual.
Anonymous @ Unknown
I forgot what my story was ...
Komal gupta @ Delhi
Hi every my lgbt friend I'm komal Gupta from Delhi I was male by birth but I'm completly female by my body my beware I wear female dress in night in wear bra panty reguller I teking female hormons reguller I like parmanantly female life my full body soft & hair free I have real breast I want join lgbt in Delhi plz help me
Komal gupta @ Delhi
Hi every my lgbt friend I'm komal Gupta from Delhi I was male by birth but I'm completly female by my body my beware I wear female dress in night in wear bra panty reguller I teking female hormons reguller I like parmanantly female life my full body soft & hair free I have real breast I want join lgbt in Delhi plz help me
Charlotte @ Birmingham, UK
Let’s take ourselves back to 2012, I was 14 & was super confused to why I didn’t want a relationship with a guy. All of my friends at the time were in relationships or ‘talking’ to guys, yet I was doing the opposite. I was working out my sexuality around this time and I quickly realised that I was different. I didn’t know why or how, I just knew I didn’t fancy guys as much as my mates did. When all the pieces were coming together & I realised that I could fancy girls, an intense sense of guilt and embarrassment hit me. But why? I felt embarrassed that I didn’t fit into the Norm. So what did I do? I tried to ignore it, I didn’t want to be different, I wanted to fit in. So I pretended that I didn’t have these feelings & suppressed them for years. Fast forward to 2015 & I had several boyfriends which just didn’t work out. I started to realise what I felt all those years ago is very real & I should really listen to my heart. So that’s exactly what I did, I stopped trying to suppress my feelings. With this came many different problems, I realised that I identified as bisexual which explained my mixed emotions. But what it didn’t explain is why I didn’t feel anything romantically towards previous boyfriends, I thought it was me & I was just strange. Turns out I am strange, but it just came down to I wasn’t in love with them, simple… right? After many months of long sleepless nights, I had figured out my sexuality & the reasoning behind why past relationships didn’t work. What was next, is more than likely the hardest part of my journey. I had to accept my sexuality & be proud of who I am. It sounds so easy, but it was the worst time of my life. Being extremely embarrassed & ashamed of yourself is a horrible feeling. I didn’t like who I was, I didn’t want to be bisexual because of what people might say & I certainly didn’t want to share with anyone that I was bisexual. So, I tried to keep it a secret for as long as possible. But one day I got so down about it, I cracked & told one of my closest friends that ‘I didn’t think I was fully straight’… Which is one way to put it. From this day, everything happened so quickly. I got a girlfriend, my family knew, more & more people started to find out. And yet, I was still so so so embarrassed of my relationship & sexuality. I felt like it should be a secret & I didn’t want anyone to know about it. Yet everyone did & I hated that it was out & people knew what I was. How do you expect people to accept you, when you don’t accept yourself? Whilst this is going on, I had (& still do) an amazing girlfriend who wanted to show off our relationship, but I didn’t want to. I wasn’t ashamed of her or us, I was ashamed of me & didn’t want people to see me with a girl… when they already knew I was. Not only was I hurting myself, it was hurting the ones who mattered the most to me. I can’t exactly pin point a moment when i thought ‘f*ck it’ , but I stopped caring what people thought of me. I didn’t care what people said because whatever they said, it didn’t matter. If you let words hurt you, then you will forever be in pain. From this moment, when I stopped caring what others thought, when I really couldn’t care what people had to say, I started to embrace being bisexual. I started to show my relationship off & I started to become a lot more confident in myself. People are always going to judge & bitch about you, it’s life. You can’t stop people talking, so if they’re going to talk about you, why not let them bitch about you being happy & your true self. I think over time, I learnt that being bisexual is who I am. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, it makes me unique. As I’ve grown up, I’ve seen that your sexuality doesn’t define you, you make this life what you want it to be. The time I spent upset about my sexuality is time I can’t get back, but I can start today & live my life how I intend to.
Charlotte @ Birmingham, UK
Let’s take ourselves back to 2012, I was 14 & was super confused to why I didn’t want a relationship with a guy. All of my friends at the time were in relationships or ‘talking’ to guys, yet I was doing the opposite. I was working out my sexuality around this time and I quickly realised that I was different. I didn’t know why or how, I just knew I didn’t fancy guys as much as my mates did. When all the pieces were coming together & I realised that I could fancy girls, an intense sense of guilt and embarrassment hit me. But why? I felt embarrassed that I didn’t fit into the Norm. So what did I do? I tried to ignore it, I didn’t want to be different, I wanted to fit in. So I pretended that I didn’t have these feelings & suppressed them for years. Fast forward to 2015 & I had several boyfriends which just didn’t work out. I started to realise what I felt all those years ago is very real & I should really listen to my heart. So that’s exactly what I did, I stopped trying to suppress my feelings. With this came many different problems, I realised that I identified as bisexual which explained my mixed emotions. But what it didn’t explain is why I didn’t feel anything romantically towards previous boyfriends, I thought it was me & I was just strange. Turns out I am strange, but it just came down to I wasn’t in love with them, simple… right? After many months of long sleepless nights, I had figured out my sexuality & the reasoning behind why past relationships didn’t work. What was next, is more than likely the hardest part of my journey. I had to accept my sexuality & be proud of who I am. It sounds so easy, but it was the worst time of my life. Being extremely embarrassed & ashamed of yourself is a horrible feeling. I didn’t like who I was, I didn’t want to be bisexual because of what people might say & I certainly didn’t want to share with anyone that I was bisexual. So, I tried to keep it a secret for as long as possible. But one day I got so down about it, I cracked & told one of my closest friends that ‘I didn’t think I was fully straight’… Which is one way to put it. From this day, everything happened so quickly. I got a girlfriend, my family knew, more & more people started to find out. And yet, I was still so so so embarrassed of my relationship & sexuality. I felt like it should be a secret & I didn’t want anyone to know about it. Yet everyone did & I hated that it was out & people knew what I was. How do you expect people to accept you, when you don’t accept yourself? Whilst this is going on, I had (& still do) an amazing girlfriend who wanted to show off our relationship, but I didn’t want to. I wasn’t ashamed of her or us, I was ashamed of me & didn’t want people to see me with a girl… when they already knew I was. Not only was I hurting myself, it was hurting the ones who mattered the most to me. I can’t exactly pin point a moment when i thought ‘f*ck it’ , but I stopped caring what people thought of me. I didn’t care what people said because whatever they said, it didn’t matter. If you let words hurt you, then you will forever be in pain. From this moment, when I stopped caring what others thought, when I really couldn’t care what people had to say, I started to embrace being bisexual. I started to show my relationship off & I started to become a lot more confident in myself. People are always going to judge & bitch about you, it’s life. You can’t stop people talking, so if they’re going to talk about you, why not let them bitch about you being happy & your true self. I think over time, I learnt that being bisexual is who I am. It’s nothing to be ashamed of, it makes me unique. As I’ve grown up, I’ve seen that your sexuality doesn’t define you, you make this life what you want it to be. The time I spent upset about my sexuality is time I can’t get back, but I can start today & live my life how I intend to.
Ali @ Staffordshire
OK. I know I have put a lot on here but my "story" keeps changing. Recently I have had my hair cut short and let's just say it didn't go down well with my family and friends. I have been really sad this week and as much as I can talk to my Mum and she supports me, I wish I could talk to someone who understands. I guess I haven't come out anymore than before.
brenda @ canada
my name is Brenda I like going to mars
Rekamies @ polish in England
so I'm 20 years old gay girl... and last week I met my stalker. I'll just write that this guy is not dangerous but he is 30 now and he is alone like rly alone. He said first that he just want a friend, fine I was trying to be helpful but it started to be to much. If I don't answer my phone he will call 5 times in a row. If I can't meet after my work he'll ask about going out later. he comes to my work place and then ask if I want a coffe during my break. It's starting to be scary. The worst thing is that he knows where I live.
Michelle @ Malaysia
I grew up in a big and conservative family in Malaysia. People would be arrested if they are found out to be homosexual. I’ve been dating this young lady for about a year now, everything was fine. Her family knows about us a few months after we dating, although they weren’t being supportive, but they tried to keep quiet. Whereas for my family, I had to keep our relationship as a secret, because I know my family will not take it easy on this issue. My eldest sister found out about my lesbian relationship, and she was being aggressive, forcing me to stop everything, stop the relationship, come back to the normal sister I was. If I insist to continue the relationship, then I will have to come out to my parents, to my family. And I chose to come out to them, because I will not want to give up on my beautiful and amazing girlfriend.
Michelle @ Malaysia
I grew up in a big and conservative family in Malaysia. People would be arrested if they are found out to be homosexual. I’ve been dating this young lady for about a year now, everything was fine. Her family knows about us a few months after we dating, although they weren’t being supportive, but they tried to keep quiet. Whereas for my family, I had to keep our relationship as a secret, because I know my family will not take it easy on this issue. My eldest sister found out about my lesbian relationship, and she was being aggressive, forcing me to stop everything, stop the relationship, come back to the normal sister I was. If I insist to continue the relationship, then I will have to come out to my parents, to my family. And I chose to come out to them, because I will not want to give up on my beautiful and amazing girlfriend.
Fluttershy @ Equestria
um, i don't know if i'm allowed to do this but... https://files.catbox.moe/7y5u1e.mp4 lemme know if the link is broken...
James-Todd @ Hampshire
I am a serving PCSO (Hampshire/11TR01/team/pcso-james-todd) and I had been unable to make any relationships. This was after I had been going out with another colleague (Vicki Dennett), I could not understand what the smell was and it turned out that she had bacterial vaginosis. I can only describe the stench as like a bitch on heat x10! My shifts are very taxing dealing, as I do, with jew, nigger and muslim excrement - I don't understand why we are still allowing these sub-humans into our country. Soon we will become indistinguishable from shit-holes that these faeces come from! After searching the Internet I came across a site (AliExpress) offering lifelike dolls of young girls. Intrigued, I decided to order one and what arrived was fucking amazing she looked about 5 years old and had everything - tight little cunt, eyes, hair, nipples and mouth etc. Fucking her (I called her Gemma after one of my colleagues) was overwhelming, sometimes cumming 3 or 4 times a night. All too soon I had ordered 2 more and I now have a choice of which "young girl(s)" get my cock tonight.
Anonymous @ Unknown
I forgot what my story was ...
Patrick @ Cochran, GA
Hello! I just wanted to say I am gay and proud of it!! It wasn't for me to come out living in the country. I first came out in high school at 16. I knew I was different at about 11 but little learning my ways.



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