Mine's a bit odd, and I've only REALLY come out to one human. We were on a bus for some reason, it wasn't school, I think it was a church thing. (My church accepts gay people). Anyways, I was being my usual antisocial self and wasn't talking to them, and they weren't either so it was all silent, except for, y'know, the loud bus. And then they looked over at me and asked, "Whatcha thinking about?" With a sly grin, I replied, "My sexuality." We then talked about it for a bit and for a long time I thought I was a lesbian: I now identify as a pansexual female. They recently came out to me as queer and non-binary!
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Coming Out Of The Closet: LGBTQ+ Support
Non-FictionIf loving someone of your own gender makes you happy then there's nothing wrong with it. Homosexuality is not a crime neither is it a choice, it happens naturally and so there is absolutely nothing to be afraid of. Like Morgan Freeman said, "I hate...
