March 13th, 2014 will be one of the most important days of my life, because that was the day I came out. I had been trying to come out to my mom for like prior three days or so, just waiting on the right moment. Finally, on the 13th I couldn't sleep another night without telling someone. This feeling of fear and apprehension welled up inside me, forcing tears out over the course of the day at random times. At like 2:30 in the morning, I got out of bed and walked toward my mom's bedroom. It felt like it took forever to get to her door even though her room is like 6 feet away from my door. I walked in, tears streaming down my face. Immediately, she knew something was wrong. I say on the side of the bed, put my head on her stomach and just sobbed. This went on for like 10 minutes. Finally, I sat up and took a deep breath, trying to compose myself. I asked her if she loved me, to which she said "of course. Why wouldn't I?". I looked straight into her eyes and just said, "I'm gay". There was an awkward silence for like 2 or 3 minutes, until she said, "how do you know that?. We talked for like 2 hours, me trying to come up with explanations for all of her questions. When it was all finished, we hugged and both went to bed. It was both the best and worst I had ever felt. On one hand, I felt great that I was finally honest enough with myself and someone else to come out. But on the other hand, I felt like I had been through the emotional wringer. I feel very fortunate to have a mother that is so supporting. Sorry this is so long, hope it helps someone.
Congratulations! It's an incredibly difficult thing to do, but I imagine it must be a truly freeing feeling to have that over with and start being yourself.
