I have been thinking about this post since it was posted. Thinking of sharing my coming out story, or rather my wife’s, since it was my fault she had to.
I came out in 1981, which is about 7 years before Coming Out Day existed! In some of the best timing I've had in my life, I know I had my first date with a woman around October 11th, 1981. I am not sure exactly, but I know it was close because I was engaged to man and supposed to get married on 10/10/81.
It is a very long story, but the short version is, I literally moved in with her roommate and met her and her extremely upset gf as it turns out he did not let her know he was letting me stay in her bed. (That was September.) A month later, I had moved, she and the gf had broken up, and I had my own apartment and asked her over. We were together for 5 years, but it was on and off as I was really, really confused. (To this day I feel for her dealing with me during that time.)
It was a very confusing time to come out as a femme woman. I had no idea about myself until I met her. Then everything suddenly made sense. But I had no framework for it. There was no one famous out. There were no books I’d known about. No movies. No tv shows, not even with a lesbian best friend. And no one to talk to about it. So it was confusing.
After that I came out for about 10 years, as it was something you had to do over and over and over again.
Thanks for sharing , illustr8td! It can be a time of great confusion. As they say, if you're learning about love and sex in your 20s (or later) what most folks start exploring in their teens, it can get quite chaotic.
Let me think... (*cracks open brain and blows away the cobwebs*) I believe it was January 1989 - wow, just a few months after the inaugural NCOD - and because I couldn't bring myself to say "gay" and certainly not out loud, I wrote a tiny note to my friend Kris that said "I am bisexual" and she was totally cool with it but she tore the note up into even tinier pieces as if to say "You're secret is safe with me." It was all a very quick cannonball into the gay soup from there. Happy National Coming Out Day! ❤️🍊💛💚💙💜
https://dianaadmire.substack.com/p/i-forced-my-wife-to-come-out
Thank you for sharing that Diana, what a crazy story!!
It's been a crazy ride...but we have been together over 30 years! Really love if you take the cra,you and all!
I have been thinking about this post since it was posted. Thinking of sharing my coming out story, or rather my wife’s, since it was my fault she had to.
Hi there!
I came out in 1981, which is about 7 years before Coming Out Day existed! In some of the best timing I've had in my life, I know I had my first date with a woman around October 11th, 1981. I am not sure exactly, but I know it was close because I was engaged to man and supposed to get married on 10/10/81.
It is a very long story, but the short version is, I literally moved in with her roommate and met her and her extremely upset gf as it turns out he did not let her know he was letting me stay in her bed. (That was September.) A month later, I had moved, she and the gf had broken up, and I had my own apartment and asked her over. We were together for 5 years, but it was on and off as I was really, really confused. (To this day I feel for her dealing with me during that time.)
It was a very confusing time to come out as a femme woman. I had no idea about myself until I met her. Then everything suddenly made sense. But I had no framework for it. There was no one famous out. There were no books I’d known about. No movies. No tv shows, not even with a lesbian best friend. And no one to talk to about it. So it was confusing.
After that I came out for about 10 years, as it was something you had to do over and over and over again.
Thanks for sharing , illustr8td! It can be a time of great confusion. As they say, if you're learning about love and sex in your 20s (or later) what most folks start exploring in their teens, it can get quite chaotic.
Let me think... (*cracks open brain and blows away the cobwebs*) I believe it was January 1989 - wow, just a few months after the inaugural NCOD - and because I couldn't bring myself to say "gay" and certainly not out loud, I wrote a tiny note to my friend Kris that said "I am bisexual" and she was totally cool with it but she tore the note up into even tinier pieces as if to say "You're secret is safe with me." It was all a very quick cannonball into the gay soup from there. Happy National Coming Out Day! ❤️🍊💛💚💙💜
Wha?? Alphabet gay soup I assume, with multicolor letters in a lavander broth. 🤣
Garnished with glitter ;)
🤣