Oh the wonders of the Internet....

So this is my coming out story. I've known I'm gay for as long as I can remember, and I never felt the need to tell anyone, especially once I realized that some people (well, alot of people here in Missouri) aren't accepting of it.

I did, however, feel the need for support and friendship with people who could understand me. I joined a social networking site run by the Trevor Project, and met this wonderful boy named Jason. He lives close to me and I wanted to know all about him, and he just happened to have a Twitter and suggested I make one too. So, in my infinite stupidity, I created a Twitter, put my picture on it, and began tweeting my love for the first boy I could be open with.

Well, I started to hang out with Jason, and my dad got suspicious because I guess I'm not what you'd call out going. Anyways, he Googled Jason's name, found his Twitter, and found my Twitter along with it. This whole time, I'm at school. When I get home, he takes me into his bedroom with my mom and tells me that he knows. *Insert the three of us crying here* Then he says something I will never forget; I can still quote it from memory, three months later. He said, "I may not understand, I may not like it, and it may not be what I want for you. But at the same time, I know you're my son, and I will love you forever, unconditionally. And I will try my best to understand. You're still my son, and the only thing that has changed is now I know something about you I didn't know this morning."

So that's my story. I knew I had a pretty good dad before this, but I just didn't know how good