Probably going to delete this but, first time I came out was to my aunt who was my legal guardian at the time. She simply responded "Yeah, I know you've been sticking stuff up your *ss for years."
I got kicked out the house a lot for being a "n*gger f*ggot", either having to find a friend's to sleep at, or just roam around. Needless to say, I spent a lot of time in my childhood never feeling safe, loved or wanted. I'm still kind, but I resent her for it.
She's gotten better, but I don't think I'll ever be 100% okay with her. I spent the better part of a decade after high school feeling worthless and hating myself. I'll never get that time back, and I hurt too many people along the way.
happy pride monthโฆ racontez-moi vos coming out je suis curieux