Bon soir folks.
Right, where to start. First, this probably isn't a coming out story... because I'm not out, not really. But I figured all this stuff will do more good up here than it will in my head makin' me crazy, so why not.
I haven't ever really not known that I'm gay. I can remember attractions to girls from the age of 5, but that's only as far as I can remember. I'm inclined to think I was born that way, but then I don't know. (There's the related circumstances under which I was born but I won't go into it now because it starts off the whole nature/nurture thing and this is gonna be long enough already.)
I didn't really repress it so much as decide not to think about it for a few years. My friends were all into boys and I just said the same, to keep MY mind at rest more than for their benefit. Anywho. Much deliberation later, I confronted the whole thing and realized that yeah, I pretty much was, when I was like 11. I told a good friend of mine (Bec) when I was 13 (she was 17) and she was really wicked about it and helped me through everything.
14 rolled around (with my colourful introduction to alcohol - it's not that bad, we start pretty early in England.) and I was starting to feel a little more comfortable about everything. I told one of my best friends, cos I figured she was as well (and I was right) and I told my big brother (then 17) who was totally cool. (I have another brother (22) and a sister (20) aswell.)
When I turned 15, I apparently decided to just go tell the world. First of all I told best friend A. She was fine. A couple of months later I told best friend B. I also told B that I'm pretty much in love with A. (A and B are also best friends. Don't ya just love my stories??) Two months after that I told A the full story and she was like "oh." It wasn't the thrilled response I'd expected. That was all at Christmas.
I was just reeling from that rejection when out of the blue, my mother, in the middle of a normal conversation one night, came out with "I think you're gay." I didn't argue, mainly because I was too shocked to talk. She said she loves me no matter what but I should feel comfortable to tell her. She then told my sister, who said the same, but she was slightly more annoyed that I hadn't told her.
Very recently, (last week) best friend C (who's been best friends with A since they were 4 so I expected this anyway) told me that she knew everything. She was hurt that I didn't trust her enough to tell her, (I tried to explain it SO wasn't about that) but she was fine with it and still loved me anyway.
SO. Where I'm at now is -: Mother, sister, brother, Bec, best friends A, B, C and the first one who I might as well call D. (If you followed that, WELL DONE.) My dad and oldest brother don't know, mainly for the same reason, they both see me as their little girl and I can tell that when I eventually do tell them both I'll lose something from them forever.
My school, well I know that every one of them, consciously or not, knows. Everyone knows really, except for big, big brother and papa bear, because it just wouldn't occur to them. No one has been surprised, and it isn't hard to tell at all. That's mainly down to the fact that all this gay stuff - might not actually be gay stuff after all, but tg stuff. I'm having gender identity issues here, but I REALLY don't want to think about that right now, there's enough here to keep my head spinning for a long while without getting all fickle with the words male and female.
Anywho. Make of it what you will.
Peace and Love. Yelnif.
(Oh, and by the way, I'm just coming up to 16 now, if it helps follow it all.)
Edited by: Yelnif at: 5/20/03 2:38:58 pm