Day 4 - The first person you came out to and that story
The first person I came out to was the girl I was in love with. It was summer, and I was staying at her place. We'd gone outside and were watching the stars, talking about all sorts of things: books, boys, movies, D&D and the future.
And then I sort of blurted it out. Nothing elegant. Just "I think I'm bisexual and I'm in love with you."
She took it as well as could be expected for 1984. She said it was all right. She said we could be friends, but she wasn't interested in girls. And I never mentioned it to her again.
We drifted apart in college but have reconnected via facebook.
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