I'm not officially out, but I'm working on it.
Only my close friends and my mother know. I started coming out to my friends when I was 15 and I told my mom when I was 16, at artRave of all places.
Unfortunately, I cannot tell my dad because I risk getting kicked out. My father already threatens to kick me out because I'm "the biggest mistake of his life", so I'm trying not to push it, especially since he's really physical / abusive. Although my mother says she wouldn't let him kick me out, she always sides with him and turns on me whenever there is an argument, so I'm just waiting till I'm about to go to college before telling him and the rest of my family (who aren't tolerant of gays as well). I hate not being open about it, because it's slowly destroying me with all this stress to seem straight to my dad and other family members and concealing how I truly feel. As much as I'd like to check out guys and stuff when I'm out with my family, I just have to talk about girls and try to force myself to be interested in them.
Also, my mom gives me **** saying how terrible it is to have a gay son since she wanted legitimate grandchilden. She can't seem to grasp the concept of surrogates and insemination, so she's basically a lost cause. She keeps trying to out me to my father all the time, which really pisses me off. It really makes me question whose side she's really on since she knows how she'll react.
College is going to be the best years of my life (I hope), since I'll finally be openly gay and find real relationships and just overall finally lead a positive life. I'll finally be able to hang out with other guys (since my father hasn't allowed me to hang out with guys since a gay rumor in 9th grade), party, go on dates, have a first kiss, etc. My parents always comment on how sad and depressed I look and even my mom can't understand why so it makes me extremely pressed. I really can't deal with all their hate and prejudice and it gets super overwhelming trying to keep up with a lie.
