Question of the Day

Following up on Andy's post below: How was your coming out? Got a good, bad, or otherwise interesting tale to share?

Mine is not particularly interesting, but maybe slightly amusing. I worked up the guts to do it, turning myself into a nervous wreck, as the saying goes, worried endlessly what she'd say, how she'd react. I called her, and a moment or two after our hellos I tearfully blurted it out.

"I'm gay!"

Without missing a beat, Mom replied "Oh, honey, I know."

And that was that.

Mom, being hte cool cat that she is, told me she didn't really care, that this changed nothing between us, she loved me and just wanted me to be happy. Cool, eh?

So, what's your story?

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