I came out to
my parents when I was fourteen years old. I’d known since I was small that I
liked boys more than girls – not that I didn’t
like girls – some of my sisters friends were really lovely and were my friends
too. I found it difficult to be mates with guys – the fancying them bit always
got in the way and I found that I was either annoying them – or flirting with
them and that definitely interfered with being able to make proper friends. In
fact I’d only really started making friends when I discovered the gay clubs and
found guys there that I liked but didn’t fancy. I was rather proud of myself
that I could now count Simon, Buzz and River as proper ‘mates’.
When I
finally plucked up the courage – after practicing in front of my mirror for
days as to the best way to break the news – to tell my parents, it was kind of
an anti-climax when they both looked at me, totally non-plussed.
“We know,
son.” Dad said gently, “It’s been obvious since you were about five or six and always
stripped your Action Men and put them in bed together...”
Mum took it
upon herself to join a support group for parents with gay children – I didn’t
even know such groups existed until she became the president of hers
and decided to make it her mission to find out who every gay guy was in the area
for me to consider dating. No, really... I kid you not.
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