Personal Narrative: Coming Out Of The Closet

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Have you ever done something that scared the crap out of you? That you spent months working up the nerve to do, but nearly gave up when the time came? That’s how I felt when I came out as transgender to my friends and family. It was a few years ago when I told my parents.

I was foolish to think that I would only have to come out once. Coming out of the closet is seemingly the hardest thing you’ve ever have to do when the time comes. Telling your friends and family that you’re not who they thought you were is a life-changer. They’ll give you a blank stare as their minds process it, then comes the questions and the odd looks. It’s hard to directly answer them and you just wanna crawl back under your covers or retreat to the metaphorical closet. But you don’t because you want to make
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Him and his wife sat me down with my step-sisters, talked for a while, and decided to take me in for a couple sessions with the therapists they were already seeing. I didn't particularly like that idea because I didn't want to talk about why I thought I was a boy (which seemed to be the only reason we went). I know I’m a boy. I was just born into the wrong body and realized it later than other transgender males and females.

“Family don’t end with blood.” Is one of my favorite quotes from the CW show Supernatural. My friends are closer than my family and I love them to death. I know a majority of them accepted me when I came out to them. Nearly all of drama club is teens in the LGBT community and I appreciate them so much for encouraging me to tells others as well.

Doing the thing that scares you the most is the most satisfying experience. Coming out of the closet as myself made me feel as if I could run the world. If you were to ask me for advice if you were to come out, I would tell you not to be scared. Whoever you’re telling may not react they way you think they will and you never know the

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