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Happy National Coming Out Day!

October 11, 2017
on october 11th, 1987 half a million people participated in the march on washington for lesbian and gay rights, making an influence that rippled across lgbtq+ communities and designated october 11th as national coming out day.

i think that i come out every single day. it’s not a big deal anymore; in fact, for a few months now, i’ve really been accepting and embracing my sexuality. this wasn’t always the case, and there was a time in my life when saying the words “i’m gay” made me shake. i didn’t think i’d be accepted or loved, so i hid for a time. i came out as bisexual to my best friends in the summer of 2016 in a movie theatre watching zootopia after my last final exam of junior high. they were ridiculously accepting, and i don’t think i had ever felt so loved.

and then came this summer. i met these amazing girls on tumblr, and i was able to truly be myself with them. i could say that i liked girls wholly, that i was proud to be a lesbian and an advoate for the wlw community. but then came school, my second last year, and i felt like i was living a lie. i knew in my heart that i wasn’t bi even though that that’s what i had identified with and what people knew me as, because there wasn’t an ounce of my being that would ever consider dating a guy. i wanted to be honest not only on the internet to my friends, but also with every person in my life that means something to me. so during the freshman orientation i was volunteering at, i told a girl who would soon become one of my best friends in the entire world, with all the confidence i could produce that i was gay. and i can’t even remember what she said because i was so happy and so proud i was being honest. over the next few weeks i gradually became more comfortable with my sexuality and began coming out to more peole. i joined a gsa at my school, developed a crush on the most amazing girl i have ever met, and eventually, now, i am almost completely happy with myself. i came out to my parents and the amount of support i have recieved is unfathomable. my mother said, when i told her: “being gay does not change the person you are.” my heart swells when i think of that.

to every single member of the lgbtq+ community, those that are out or not, know you are loved and supported by your community. i know its hard; its scary to thing about your parents disownning you and your friends abandoning you, but i promise; it’ll all get better eventually. you’ll find your people, the people who will support you unconditionally. you’ll find your voice in a world drowning in hate and ignorance, and you’ll find your strength in the communities you stand with.

i believe in you.

happy national coming out day, everyone.

Chelsea Parker

chelsea is a grandmother in a sixteen-year-old's body with a passion for ancient rome and picking apart the inaccuracies of historical dramas. she has a particular love for cats, sappho's poetry, the magnetic fields and tarot card readings.