Well, it started a bit earlier than them actually finding out, I had been on
the internet for a while and during that time, I had met many people and
started a chat room for gay teens. It was really kewl to get to talk to people
who were going through the same experience as I was, and a lot of them were
still "closeted." Which was good, we talked a lot and leaned on each
other. This past summer, I went on a long "vacation" (hiking). While
I was gone, our Scoutmaster (who was good with computers and also a
homophobe...) randomly asked my mom if she knew what I was doing on the
internet, she said no, and they decided to search the hard drive. Well,
needless to say, they found the logs from my chatroom and found them pretty
revealing. When I got back, I found all my internet connections gone, with all
the programs deleted. I knew they had been busy... Anyways, neither of them had
the guts to tell me, my mom's boyfriend (he is really kewl about the gay
thing...) took me to Wendy's and got me a frostie, and we parked in a parking
lot and talked about it. The outcome is, my mom is still in denial, she thinks
at 15 you don't know everything (which is right, but still, I know my
sexuality...). My scoutmaster surprisingly has become really okay with it, and
dropped almost all of his homophobic feelings. I told my sister, who is
graduating from college in may, and she was really okay with it too. In time, I
guess my mom will accept it too. So, I guess I didn't really have a choice as
to how or when I came out, it just happened. Since then, I've told several of
my friends at school (most of them are girls, most str8 guys can't deal with
the gay thing...) and they're all really kewl about it. ·Virginia·