My very own Coming Out story.

So this is actually a summary of my story lol. Hope you enjoy. [:

My name’s Heather, I’m 17, and I’m gay. I’ve been out for two years now. But I’ve known my whole life. I started with telling a close friend who had moved away, even though she is very religious I still knew I could trust her and she would be there for me. Next I told my new best friend and I was worried because I couldn't tell her in person since it was summer, but she said okay. The third person I told was my mom. I was never quite sure how to tell her I’m gay, but my parents would always joke about it, especially my mom, who always would say “just go gay and marry a woman.” So one day I said to her “hey mom you know how you’re always joking about me marrying a woman? Well it’s kinda true, I’m gay.” I think she was kind of relieved, she said she was worried I was going to tell her something bad happened to me, like I was pregnant or raped. She told me there is nothing wrong with being gay. But she said later that night at dinner I would have to tell my dad and brother too and I said I didn’t want to. I don’t know why but I was scared to tell them and it took a lot of courage just to tell my mom. I knew they wouldn’t care, but I think I was scared because I had heard and read so many bad coming out stories and how being gay was wrong. When I went back to school it seemed like everyone suddenly knew about me, whether I wanted them to or not, but I was grateful of this, since I didn’t have to tell everyone myself, and most everyone was very accepting. Once I was out I couldn’t help but to defend myself and others like me, I stood up for other gays and if someone spoke out against it I showed them why it wasn’t wrong. I love who I am and IF I had the choice, which I don’t because it is not a choice, then I still would stay gay. Although being gay is not easy, I haven’t had the opportunity to have a relationship yet, you think being a teenager and finding a relationship is hard, try being a gay teenager trying to find another gay teenager who also wants to be in a relationship. Especially when other gays are not out or aren’t comfortable being seen as gay in public. It’s hard because you don’t want to like the wrong person, you don’t want to like a straight person because you could never be with them, so you have to wait to find that perfect someone who is also gay like you. Eventually if I find that special someone I think I would probably like to marry them. I mean why shouldn’t I be allowed to? If I were to spend the rest of my life with this person shouldn’t I be able to legally say that I’m with them forever? To pull out a piece of paper and say, yes this is my wife, so that if something were to happen to either one of us we would still be okay money wise, like other couples. What is the difference between a gay couple’s happiness and a straight couple’s happiness? That’s right nothing, because they’re both happy. And if I didn’t have a child of my own I would like to go to some orphanage and say to a little baby or small child or even an older child, “I would love to adopt you as my own, I would love to love you.” I would love to help a child who needs a family, isn’t it depriving that child’s rights also if you tell them they can’t be adopted by me because I’m gay? You’d be taking away their possible home, a good future, and someone who would love them. Or what if all the gays had rights and straight people didn’t, just because they’re straight, then how would you feel? All we are asking for is to have the same rights we were born with, the same rights we had before we came out, we didn’t change at all, we’re the same people, so why should our rights change? As a woman, I feel we already fought for this right, when we fought for equal women’s rights. Weren’t we granted the right to all freedoms, the right to be EQUAL? I’m still a woman, but I’m not equal anymore. I feel like the world is trying to scare us back into being straight (not that that’s possible), but it’s not working. I am a proud gay teenager who will fight for her rights to be EQUAL, for as long as takes.