My mom and I were having a pretty deep discussion in June and for some reason, I actually, finally, after all these years got the courage to come out to her. Iā€™ve been scared of what she would think my entire life.Ā To add to the scardeness, my parents have quietly made fun of my adopted sister for as long as I can remember for being gay. My sister has never really come out but we ALL knew she was gay and instead of admitting it and coming out, she found some weird dude who was equally as gay and they married one another. My mom and dad are always commenting that we all knew two gay people in a straight marriage would never work out and that it was only a matter of time before they divorced (and they did divorce two years ago).

My mom said that she still has no idea why she hasnā€™t come out yet and thatā€™s why they make fun of her. We all know sheā€™s lesbian and they just want her to come out with it already. (I personally think itā€™s a Mormon thing. My sister has always been really involved in church and very religious. I think her and her ex husband couldnā€™t peacefully come to terms with their sexuality for fear of how it would affect their ā€œeternalā€ relationship with the churchā€¦ but I donā€™t know).

Anyways, I started by telling my mom that back when I was a teenager, being gay was very much taboo. In fact, it was not only frowned upon, but heavily judged, and more. I had two gay friends in our group of friends, but they were not the only gay kids in our school who were out, but they were also outcasts. I spent my entire high school years with these kids, accepting them as part of the group and not seeing them any differently than anyone else. So, to me, the idea that being gay or bi or pan or whatever just didnā€™t seem so strange or different. In fact, thanks to my group of friends, it just seemedā€¦ well normal.

In an instant I just blurted it out,Ā ā€œmom, I am gay too.ā€ I didnā€™t give her much time to react.Ā  I kinda spilled my history with her and told my mom that while in high school I could feel myself slowly finding attraction for other guys. I would look at them and think,Ā ā€œWow. heā€™s cute.ā€ and then before I knew it, it was,Ā ā€œWowā€¦heā€™s hot.ā€ I started to form crushes on guys and wanted to kiss them. To me, that was VERY scary because like I said, being gay was very taboo and gay people really couldnā€™t legally marry then.

I told my mom I literally couldnā€™t wrap my head around it. That it scared me. That I didnā€™t like it. That ā€¦ I just wanted to be normal. (Which made no sense to me since I was so supportive of my gay/bi/pan/etc friends and saw them as nothing, but normal). I told her I couldnā€™t come out because I was scared she and my dad would judge me. My dad is a baby boomer and very set in his ways as far as opinions about how life should be and my mom is gen x. So, being gay was even more taboo how they grew up. The thought of even hinting at it then, was utterly terrifying to me as a teen who didnā€™t even know how I was even feeling.

I told her that I considered getting married to a woman in an effort to quell my sexuality, or maybe even try to make myself bisexual. That if things worked out the way I wanted them too I could marry a chick, have a kid, and have our own life, then Iā€™d never have to admit to myself that Iā€™m gay. Iā€™d never have to admit to my family that Iā€™m gay. Iā€™d never have to admit to the world or anyone or anything that Iā€™m gay.

My mom asked me why I was so scared because she would never not support me. She said,Ā ā€œIf you love men, you love men and thatā€™s perfectly okay and we could never change my sexuality.ā€Ā  She then said, ā€œyour dad and I will always love you no matter what. You need to stop being so scared of judgement and worried what other people think of you and just be you. We love you regardless. I find it funny you thought we wouldnā€™t accept you. We would always accept you.ā€

I basically started crying because Iā€™ve been holding that weight for years and she reacted to it so well and gave me such reassurance I was speechless.Ā Itā€™s just such a relief that my family knows more about me. I have a lot of work to do on myself before I can even think of loving myself enough to get into a relationship with a guy. Ā However, Iā€™m so relieved. Thereā€™s a huge weight off my chest and I really honestly could not have imagined the coming out experience going any better than it did.

I feel so blessed and loved that my parents wouldnā€™t shun me. In fact, my mom even said,Ā ā€œYou can live a wonderful life as a gay man and still be LDS.ā€ I donā€™t really believe that given how awful the church treats gay people, but as long as my mom is happy with that answer, I will go with it.

Anyways, it went really well and I have no regrets about telling her. I just wish I had done it sooner. Things may have been easier for me.

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