Personal Narrative: Coming Out Of The Closet

In todays society “coming out of the closet” can be difficult for much of the youth in America. Today everyone is generally more accepting then they were back in the 1950’s to 2015. For myself thankfully I have a very loving family and my situation panned out the way I wanted it to.
I generally grew up acting as a straight child most of the time and recall my first discovery around the age of 14. At this age I didn’t really know much of anything other than my dad always admiring good looking girls and admiring them at places like Hooters. After having my own laptop is when I decided to really explore. It seemed that in middle school sex was pretty much the conversation most of the time. With the crowd I was with I’ve heard all the stories
On a cold Friday night was when I really discovered my sexuality. Having my own laptop I ended up watching a few erotic videos. After this I was pretty set on having my first encounter with a man. Eventually my dreams came true. The fairy tail was fulfilled after a few weeks of being on a “teen chatroom.” I had a roman catholic priest willing to be my first. He knew my age but being a cute, young virgin was his target. Days later I had hooked up with a hotel. I continued to see Bill for a few months after the affair.
My coming out event officially happened one night before I went to bed. I was standing in the doorway and my mother said she wanted to talk. She said in a loving and assuring voice “If there is something you ever need to tell me you can.” At this point I was pretty much in tears. I had been reading tons of stories where parents disown their kids after coming out. I just told her straight up “I’m gay.” After talking about it I felt like 500 lbs just feel off my shoulders. I had to no longer change how I acted or who I was. That night I had gained some of the most confidence that was needed for my self
What I dreaded was telling my family. I knew how my Rhode Island Republican family thought. One night I even had the discussion with my uncle about gay marriage and why it should be legal. At this time there were cases going on and some states were just making it legal. His view point was pretty disheartening. Mostly about how it shouldn’t be allowed and made me feel that LGBT people don’t deserve the same happiness as a man and a woman together. Months later once I was 18 I explored more of the gay community and went to a foam party. That night after having a few drinks a guy came up to me. At the time looking for someone to dance with I seized the opportunity. His name was Erik. After getting to know him he was considered one of the popular kids on the block and part of what he called “the elite gays.” After knowing him for a month I decided finally to come out to the world. I had thought about the decision over and over again from the day I told my parents. That night I took the few seconds it takes to change my status from ‘Single” to “In a Relationship with Erik F.” This shocked my family and the next Saturday morning was interesting. That morning my mom who didn’t have a Facebook had asked if “I came out to the world?” In essence I knew what I did and what she meant and said “Yes I did. How did you find out?” Her response “Well I got four phone calls this morning and everyone is asking why you never told them or if we knew all this