I've been out to my older sister since Thanksgiving 2014. She was the first person I ever told I was gay. For a variety of reasons, she was the person I could most trust with my newly-realized sexual orientation.
Tonight, I came out to my younger sister. As you can guess, she was significantly harder to read and predict. She says "gay" meaning "dumb" and she never seemed particularly interested in the plight of minorities or the less fortunate.
After five to six instances of "Are you serious?," she hugged me and had happy tears and told me she loved me. I asked, "Still?" She didn't answer but just hugged me harder.
The rest of my family still doesn't know, but I'm so fucking happy and proud of my sister. I know, I know - any decent human being
should be accepting. I understand that's like, bare minimum. But family is family, and if she had gone the way I feared... it would have hurt a hell of a lot.
I decided to make this step because we've gotten a lot closer over the last year. I've been getting her more into alcohol, and she's been getting me more into weed, haha. But it's more than that. In the last couple months she's come up to see me in Boston multiple times and just hang out. Honestly, it's a fucking blast.
I still have significant hurdles before I'm completely out and proud, but this was easily the biggest step I've made in over three years.
The future is bright (and gay.)
