I never came out

I never ‘came out’.

It didn’t make any sense for me to sit someone down and tell them I was gay.

I simply lived my life.

I remember once, when I was in university, friends were trying to coerce me into a confession.

The truth is, I was labelling myself for other people’s comfort, not mine.

Anyone could have said, ‘oh honey, you’re gay,’ based on a number of traits I have, but no one knew what was going through my brain at that time. Not even me.

There was a reason gays provided for coming out and it was about acceptance. With respect, fuck off to that.

I didn’t need anyone’s acceptance. Can you imagine telling someone you’re gay in hopes that they accept you? If they didn’t, I wouldn’t want them in my life anyway.

I don’t need anyone’s validation, I only need my own. The truth is the same now as it was then.

I’ve never sat someone down to tell them that I was gay. I find it demeaning to do such a thing. What straight person does that?

My advice to anyone thinking about declaring their homosexuality is don’t bother.

Just live.

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