My coming out story is kinda boring but oh well. I'm Bianca, I'm 13, I'm a demigirl, and I'm gay. This may sound cheesy, but I always knew I didn't particularly like boys as much as girls. My brother never really liked me, so I never knew what it was like to have that brother figure, so when I would meet a guy who was close to me, I would confuse my love for him as a brother with love as a boyfriend. The longest relationship I had with a boy was about three months. I recently came to my senses of possibly being bisexual, then I realized I never blushed about a boy, but anytime my friends say the name of the girl I like, my face is redder than my hair (that's saying a lot). My friends know I am gay, and they don't really care. My family doesn't know. My family is Christian and Catholic, and my parents don't really understand gay people. You would not believe how many times I've wanted to ask to go to a pride festival, but I just simply cannot.
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LGBT+ True Coming Out Stories
Short StoryI am no longer taking submissions, so please don't ask. First published June 2, 2015.
