Hey LGBTQ+ Pandas, In Honor Of Pride Month, How Did You Come Out? (Closed)

Over one summer I was trying to figure out who I am. I had been having feelings for girls and I watched LGBTQ+ artists like Hayley Kiyoko and I started getting books about how do you know if your Lesbian. Once school started I had met some really amazing people and I discovered I am Ace. I talked about it with them and I talked about my feelings for girls. For awhile I thought I was an Ace Lesbian. Then I thought I was an Ace Bisexual. I finally know who I am. I am a proud Ace Pansexual. I had known I wasn't into anyone sexually for awhile, I just did not know what was happening. So one day during holiday season I told my mom I am ace and that I like girls, she looked at me and said you be you. Now she knows I am a proud Ace Pansexual. I have not gotten full courge to tell my dad, but I have been close, and I ponder questions at him to see how he acts. Maybe I will wait till he sees me in the Pride Club photos. I have been really open about this to my friends and I love them for them loving and accepting me. For me I am very nonverbal about my sexuality, so saying out loud makes me uncomfortable sometimes, but pictures and notes share it to the world! I hope everyone has a amazing Pride Month!!!🏳️‍🌈

On a side note: many people think being asexual means you don't have feelings for anyone. I have feelings to people romantically, just not sexually. You don't have to have sex to have a solid relationship.

Again HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!!!!! 🏳️‍🌈

I came out to my sister and dad in a game of truth or dare - my sister asked me who I liked, and I told the truth.

A few months later, she said "remember that girl you had a crush on", and that's how my mum found out.

I was lucky enough to know that my family would accept me before I came out, though.

I didn't really came out to my family. I just brought my girlfriend home and told my parents she was my girlfriend like no big deal or something. Inside I was almost having een anxiety attack, but I didn't want me being a lesbian different than me being straight. My mom reacted that she already knew that I was a lesbian. My dad said nothing, I think it was more difficult for him but he didn't want me to notice.

Nowadays I feel like I have to come out more often. My wife and I have a beautiful daughter and every time we meet new people we have to explain that we're two mommy's and she doesn't have a father.

Update:

I got the courage to tell my dad that I am an Ace Pansexual after he was willing to take me to Apex pride to see Drag Queens!!!!
HAPPY PRIDE MONTH!!!!! 🏳️‍🌈

i came out to my mom bc i was dating a girl and apparently whenever i talked abt her i smiled. my dad— thats a whole different story but it ended up with him telling me that he supported me but didn’t think it was true and that it was a faze. and my stepmom telling me that i wasn’t gay and that it went against the bible and that stuff. i’m straight now so idk if this counts. :)

Whenever I was “gay” I used emojis
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when we were driving back from a day at the mall, I told my mom I was bi. she literally just told me 'um.. okay why were you so afraid to say that' i was so glad. Then with my dad I was having a heated argument and it worked it's way into the conversation that I was bi. my dad also didn't mind, and asked me if my mom knew. I said yes, and he's accepted me ever since.
p.s happy pride month!!!!!!!!🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈🏳‍🌈

As background information I live in a Christian family. A few nights ago I had asked them if they supported LGBTQ+ people and they said yes, and that if I was queer they would support me (A massive lie) And so a few days later I was leaving the orthodontist office with my mom and I said “hey mom, I need to tell you something…” And she looks at me kinda confused because I (used to) trust my mom and tell her most things without dramatic statements and all. At this point I’m really nervous because I’m remembering all the times she’s criticized different LGBTQ people/ book characters/ etc even if it wasn’t outright, but I push through anyways and tell her that I’m nonbinary, and start to explain what that means, and she interrupts me and tells me that she knows what it means and then just stands there (we were waiting for a taxi) and I’m absolutely terrified, like on the verge of a panic attack because when my parents are mad they can (and will) make my life hall on earth. (Also because of an anxiety disorder that they made so much worse but that’s a different story) Then she just asked me why. I remember being confused, because duh, I don’t identify as a girl or a boy, and so I say that and she starts this tangent about how it’s a new identity (which is very untrue) and that it was a phase, and I was a bit frustrated because it wasn’t. Of course, she didn’t care about that, according to her I was exaggerating. So after we came home she outed me to my dad and he was much worse, yelling at me about how I was a girl and whatnot I was kinda fed up at that point and (because I was incredibly depressed at that point in time and had gotten good at mentally escaping when I was lonely/afraid/suicidal) zoned out for a good amount of time and then eventually built up the courage to say something along the lines of “Okay whatever you’re right I’ll go back to being normal or whatever” (It’s a miracle I wasn’t punished to the end of eternity for that) and holed up in my room and sobbed for about half an hour and then, desperate for someone to understand, came out to my closest friends via text and she was totally supportive and understanding. A year later of being very gay and very nonbinary, they are still unsupportive.
tl;dr: My parents were jerks when I came out so then I came out to my friends and found out how awesome and supportive my friends are.
Happy pride!!🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️