I haven’t had too many challenges because I am a gay man, so I feel fortunate. I wasn’t disowned by my family nor have I ever been involved in a serious altercation. The challenge has been realizing that others in the community can like me for being unique and for not being “perfect.”

I never thought I’d come out to my mom first. I was terrified of what she would say and what she would think about her only child liking boys. My mom was a single parent and knowing she had been through a lot, I didn’t want to disappoint her. I was certain I’d come out to my cousin Annette first and use that conversation to learn from and tell others. One day in college while on the phone with my mom homosexuality came up. Before I knew it, we were in an argument and just like that, the words “mom, I’m gay” were flying out of my mouth. It was too late, I had said it and couldn’t take it back. I called my cousin, wished her a happy birthday, and then asked if she could talk to my mother about me being gay. She said “Aww thanks… Wait, WHAT?!” Since that day almost 8 years ago, my mom and I can openly talk about boys. My coming out story was tame, and for that I am grateful.