My coming out story (Positive!)

Well, i decided i might aswell post my coming out story to reassure others that not all of the stories are bad!

I am now 23 years old.
Male.
Living in UK, Midlands.
Now as happy as ever!

I first really realised i was gay when i was 18, but like many other gay guys did, i tried to bottle it down and live a closeted life. My stupid idea was to find a girl that i could tolerate living with, have some kids and be happy. Even though that wasn't going to happen. I live in a small town where everybody knows everyone, and i have a big family (1 brother, 2 sisters all older, then 2 half brothers (different mum) that are younger than me.) and they all live in the same town as me, including my mum and grandparents (yes, not fun lol) so my family is kind of "known" in town and we're known as the good-looking, perfect family because we never argue, my older siblings all have attractive partners and live decent lives. So obviously, me being gay, i felt like i didn't want to destroy the "family name". Clearly, this was all in my head, but i didn't know it back then.

I was working in the supermarket in the town, was known as the smart one there, everybody pretty much respected me, i had no enemies and lots of friends. Most of my friends were males and also considered "lads" and we'd go on nights out drinking at clubs from surrounding areas and most of my mates would end up bringing a girl back each weekend. Obviously i wouldn't and i managed to elude people's suspicions by saying that i'm the smart drunk that helps everybody else get back home safely. Which they were all ok with.

After a year or two of this happening, the depression kicked in and i just wanted to be "normal" and don't understand why i was like this. I'd go out with mates with a fake smile and a fun attitude whilst trying my hardest to not look at attractive guys and give away my "HUGE SECRET". I'd come home and watch gay porn, feeling bad about doing it but enjoying it at the same time. Hating when my friends went on my computer thinking they'd find my history and see my big secret.
One weekend night when all my friends were busy and i had nothing to do, and was bored. i got a message from one of my old teachers back at school on facebook (old rugby coach, who would have thought? haha), i started talking to him whilst also wondering why the heck he was messaging me, then he revealed that he now has finished teaching and decided to tell some of his former pupils that he is gay. Obviously i congratulated him in coming out, he then began to flirt with me a lot and offered if i wanted to come to his for some "fun". The next thing i know, i agreed and was in his car going to his house, i was on auto-pilot for the whole thing, i ended up staying the night after having a terrible first sex experience, but i knew that i would like it if it was with some guy that i actually wanted to be with.

Somehow, after a few months, i must have some force looking out for me because i got given the opportunity to move out of my town and into the city of Nottingham with my best mates and their dad. Obviously i jumped at the chance to get away from my horrible little religious town.

And then it hit me like a brick. This would be the perfect chance to start FRESH! New place, new life, new me! So i moved there in September, and obviously i kept on getting worried about telling my 2 best mates that i was gay, but i did it one time after walking back from the gym. They were completely cool with it! And they continued to make jokes but not trying to offend me, just doing it to prove that everything was normal and i was so happy that i finally told someone else in real life that i'm gay!

A month after that, i met my current boyfriend (on ******, eugh, how tacky right?) but it was the best time of my life, we didn't hook-up, we just talked for a week and then finally met each other and basically, instantly fell in-love.

It got to December, i was all comfortable with who i was now, happy, my best mates and my boyfriend all getting a long, we were living an amazing fantasy, but then.... fuck... Christmas is coming.... i completely forgot about my family back home in my old town. I still hadn't told them, and now that they all live fairly separate lives, we only see each other when its someones birthday or a family holiday... How am i going to tell them all at once? So i decided the best and easiest was was.... by text! Yes... Text!... You may think that it is a shit way to come out but it was the best for my family, they had time to think before speaking, they weren't thrown off-guard, it allowed them time to ring each other (or for my sisters to ring my dad immediately and to stop him from yelling at me (well.. thats what i thought would happen))

The replies back from all my family was incredible. My sisters cried and said they were so proud that i told them, my mum phoned me telling me that she NEEDS to meet my boyfriend and she NEEDS to get him a Christmas pressie. My brother and dad just replied with "Ok, cool." but to be honest, that is brilliant for them.

They all met my boyfriend in Jan, they all love him to bits which makes me happy. I finally moved back home (because car insurance is so much cheaper back in my own town) i now have a good job and everything is awesome

Hope you enjoyed my VERY LONG story!

 

Wahey thanks! I really do, they are very very kind and understanding, i think its because we're all really laid back people and live life to the full. We don't hate on anything really.

 

I knew i didn't want to be closeted anymore, the constant "any girls you interested in or seeing?" question got harder to avoid or misdirect. And yes, it was so much easier once i left and lived a out and happy life, i had no regrets 'going back' and knew it was something i wanted.