{"id":278,"date":"2009-10-12T08:37:04","date_gmt":"2009-10-12T08:37:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adjectivemarcus.livejournal.com\/471796.html"},"modified":"2009-10-12T08:37:04","modified_gmt":"2009-10-12T08:37:04","slug":"my-coming-out-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bimedia.org\/blogs\/2009\/10\/my-coming-out-story\/","title":{"rendered":"My Coming Out Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When I was a teenager, I was gay. I went to college away from home and had a chance to really explore my sexuality, my identity, my self. I met a guy, we started dating. Eventually I decided to come out to my parents.<\/p>\n<p>In a letter I wrote to them I told them I was gay. I was going out with a man. He was twelve years older than me, and married. He was from Singapore.<\/p>\n<p>On the phone shortly afterwards my mother was horrified. &#8220;He&#8217;s not British and he&#8217;s married, and ..  and he&#8217;s a man!&#8221; She was far more upset about the race than she was about the homosexuality, although she did keep saying that my Father was &#8220;sick with worry&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>When I went home to visit them next break, she started on about &#8220;Gay men are never happy, you know.&#8221; &#8220;How many have you met, Mum?&#8221; &#8220;Well, none. But my sister knows one.&#8221; I found my Dad in the garden, doing some weeding. He said &#8220;So, your Mum says you&#8217;re gay now.&#8221; &#8220;Yes Dad.&#8221; &#8220;You know about AIDS and that?&#8221; &#8220;Yes Dad.&#8221; He nodded and then asked, &#8220;Is the kettle on?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Years later I came out again, as bisexual. I was off to my first BiCon, the national bisexual convention, and I&#8217;d spent the first half of the week off work at my parents. My Mum was asking why I couldn&#8217;t stay both weekends &#8211; so I explained &#8220;I&#8217;m off to BiCon Mum.&#8221; &#8220;What&#8217;s that?&#8221; &#8220;A conference for bisexuals.&#8221; &#8220;But why are you going?&#8221; &#8220;Because I&#8217;m bisexual Mum.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>At that point the guard blew the whistle, so I closed the carriage door window and the train pulled away. Timing is everything!<\/p>\n<p>But just last week I was worried I&#8217;d need to come out again. We were on the phone and she asked me, &#8220;So, have you managed to get any straighter?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I floundered for a few seconds. &#8220;Er, well, you know how it is, not exactly, you see&#8230;&#8221; and she then dropped what could have been a bombshell &#8220;Oh, listen to you, you&#8217;re as bad as your brother!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>While my mind reeled &#8211; had my brother come out and not told me &#8211; she finished with &#8220;&#8230;he&#8217;s not unpacked either.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I let out a sigh of relief &#8211; it wasn&#8217;t time to have the sexuality conversation again. &#8220;No Mum, we&#8217;ve still got a lot of stuff in boxes.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I do have a lot of stuff out of boxes though, and so I&#8217;d like to wish you all (in or out) a Happy National Coming Out Day!<\/p>\n<p align=\"CENTER\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.bisexualindex.org.uk\/out\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.bisexualindex.org.uk\/out\/comingoutbi1.jpg\" alt=\"National Coming Out Day: I&#39;m Bisexual!\"><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When I was a teenager, I was gay. 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