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I came out as a Bisexual after I got a vaccine, and then I wore a trans pride flag to school to come out as transgender, and I will wear my bisexual pride flag as a cape to come out to the school as bisexual. I’m a trans bisexual, and I exist. I prefer the label of gay, because I don’t have any attraction towards girls.
Why do people suck? I was telling my coming out story, and I get downvoted, this is ridiculous.
The first iteration of the story got me downvoted, but here’s a better version of my story of discovering that I was bisexual, I came out as bisexual when I was around twelve years old, and my parents were supportive of my bisexuality. Then a few years later I felt uncomfortable in my body, then I realized that I was born the wrong gender, and I started dressing more masculine, and I even cut my hair shorter to look more masculine. Luckily my boyfriend and best friend both believe that I was definitely born the wrong gender and accept me as who I truly am, and I’m happy I found my true colours. But I have difficulty with coming out as transgender to my mother because she insists it’s a phase, but it’s not a phase, I have felt like this for years, but I don’t say anything because it’s “taboo”, taboo my a*s! But at least my dad calls me son now and that makes me happy, and he is the greatest dad ever, and he accepts my relationship with my boyfriend.
So, mine is a doozy. A couple months ago I got my first boyfriend, hooray! However, later my parents decided to look through my phone and found out about this. My mother was calm about it, and she later sat me down in the living room to talk to me about how she felt about it in a calm manner. My father was in the kitchen, and he overheard the fact that I am in fact not straight. I'll just list a couple things he said here:
"You haven't slept with a man, how do you know?!"
"I don't want my son to be gay!"
"Just don't be gay!"
"Go f**k yourself!"
It got so bad that me and my mom packed up and went to my grandma's house for the night. The next morning, my mom forced me to break up with my boyfriend.
Oh, and here's the part that really upsets me, later that day after we got home, HE sat me down and told me "I'm gonna tell you now, it doesn't feel good." He then proceeds to tell me how he got raped when he was 16, as a way to deter me from being gay? I have no clue how I should've reacted to that, but I just started crying, and I left the room.
I so wanted to tell him "well I haven't slept with a woman either!" But he was much too mad for that
