Sion | 27 | Manchester, England | Care Home Worker
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When I was 17 my best friend told me that he thought that he could be bisexual and asked me if I would go to a gay club with him. I agreed to go and even though I had always seen myself as open minded I never thought that I was gay as I had a girlfriend through most of school. We went to a club called Love Street in Chester and we had a great time. My friend flirted with a few lads but that was as far as he went. Throughout the night I noticed a lad who kept looking over me, I could tell that he was older than me but only by a few years. I was on the dance floor dancing with my friend when I noticed the older lad walking over to me. I thought he was going to talk to me but instead he walked straight past and grabbed my bum! This was alien to me because in the straight world if you fancied someone you just spoke to them or got one of you mates to get their number but I went along with it anyway! After a few more drinks I ended up going right up to him and talking to him. He seemed nice and after we chatted for a bit we ended up having a snog. At the end of the night he offered to drive me home (he hadn't been drinking). He dropped me off at home and we had a few more snogs, but that was it. The next day I woke excited, and more than happy to admit to myself that I was 'bisexual'. |
A couple of days later I was in my mum's bedroom on the phone to one of my friends telling her all about my new found sexuality. We were talking in detail about the older lad in the club when I heard the downstairs phone go down; someone had been listening to my conversation. My mum then walked up the stairs and into the bedroom and told me to get off the phone as she wanted to use it. I told my friend that I had to go; I think she knew what had happened. As I put the phone down my mum said to me, "get your stuff and get out". I stood there and immediately felt sick.
"I ran to the toilet and threw up.
I then did exactly what she told me to; I got some stuff and left the house."
I went to my friend's house, the one who I was on the phone to and stayed with her for a couple days. In the time I was there my mum continuously called asking me to go home but I refused. I guess I was still hurting from her rejection. Eventually after a lot more talking with my mum I went back as we both knew I couldn't stay at my friends forever. When I went back we had another long talk and my mum said that she would try her best to accept my sexuality. It didn't happen over night but eventually my mum learned to accept me for who I am and we now have an amazing relationship. She is now confused about why she reacted the way she did. Because of how quickly it all happened I never really had much time "in the closet" so I can't comment on what it was like trying to hide my sexuality.
"Once my family found that I was gay I didn't care who else
knew and I was able to start discovering who I was."
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