Come Out, Come Out!

We all have our coming out stories, but just as each and everyone of us have our own unique lives, our coming out stories are just as diverse and unique. 

Until a few years ago, I would have said I had “same-sex attractions”, which was completely different because it implied that I could somehow “retrain” myself to be “normal”. Considering the environment in which I grew up, this should not come as a surprise. I had never known of a gay person who was happy with their sexual orientation and the only openly homosexual I knew, committed suicide. So, I kept the faith and believed that one day a miracle would happen and I would be transformed into a heterosexual. After a few very strange dating situations, many prayers, and one weird exorcism, I was ready for a change in how I was approaching this whole situation. Unsure of what this meant, I decided to move to the US.

More of this coming out story at Chaotically Peaceful…a blog about coming out!