I never intended to tell my parents, because I thought it's not their business, but then one day last summer I woke up and thought why the **** not. So long story short, I told my mother in the evening that I am gay, she took it as a joke at first, then realized it wasn't and didn't take it well at all. She said she's going to tell my father through the phone the next day(he's working in a different city, comes only on weekends). So the next day comes and I get a call from my dad, I remember he said: "You have to move out, you have maximum three days, I don't want to see you once I'm back. If being gay is your decision then my decision is you're not living with us anymore", I said "ok" and hung up. The next phone call I made was to my best friend asking if I could stay over for some time, she agreed and supported me, however her way of resolving my problems was quite questionable and not nice not me. After a couple of days when I was about to move out my dad called me again and asked me to be home when he'd be back so we can talk. I was scared as ****, he can be very aggressive. Well, we sat, me and both of my parents. They were crying, they were angry, they were asking so many stupid questions like: "so who's a woman in this kind of a relationship, is it you?", "do you want to change your sex now?". My dad even said that and I quote "maybe if a girl takes care of your penis, you'll see it's better". Considering everything sex related was a huge tabu in my family, it felt like all of a sudden I had no privacy. They were a disaster adn my dad yelled at my with tears in his eyes that I must be some kind of a robot with no emotions, because I was the only one who wasn't crying and I was holding my **** together. Fast forwarding to now, 8 months later, the first few months were very unstable, I stayed home and my parents were constantly asking me even dumber questions, they were both depressed, my mom especially. Now it's good, I've showed them some articles about this "deviation" and they seem to be more educated now. Dad doesn't talk about it at all actually, but my mom asks about my ex-boyfriend, which she was helping through something and it's all good. I forgot to add that at the very beginning I decided to tell everyone close in my family, so my grandmother, aunt, uncle, cousin, brother and his gf. They supported me from the very start.
Sorry for this long ass post, but I couldn't make it any shorter
edit: and let me just say that ever since the day I came out and went through this awful turmoil and rollercoaster of emotions(I'm the type of person who seems to be not bothered, hence the robot comparison, but when I'm alone it gets to me even harder), so ever since then my life has been very very different and much better, I'd do it again If I could rewind the time, and even if I weren't gay I'd have done it too, just to change some people's perspective.
