For the most part, you most likely clicked on this article because you thought "TRUMP I HATE HIM," Sorry to break it to ya, but that is not exactly what this type of article is. My article is going to be about my own personal coming out story, which may be hard for me to write or express because it's something I deal with everyday and I just have to be able to move on from it. Because I know who I am.

For majority of my younger years I was able to not worry about what others thought, I would develop feelings for my best friends (who were just my childhood best friends) I didn't really even think anything of it until I was in sixth grade, now most schools would consider this middle school but the school I had attended around then still considered this to be elementary but it was the awkward stage before middle school. I was a really happy worry free kid, but I can remember sometimes I would hang out with my friends and with us being ignorant and really knowing about the LGBT community. I mainly would hang around my friends who were mostly girls, I had kind of forgotten about all my childhood crushes on mostly just about everyone. (Well everyone, I liked which wasn't boys.)

My friends would say things like, "I'm not a lesbian! I don't like girls!" I would just think to myself, "But...I do..." but that isn't what I said to my friends, "Yeah, me either! That's gross, ew!" I would be upset and sad about no liking me in that way ever, it made me very sad and so I suppressed my feelings for a very long time and never really thought about it, maybe on occasion when something in the media would happen. Around 7th grade or 8th grade, my best friend had come out to me, telling me about her own sexuality. I remember that I would cry to my mom and tell her that I didn't want to be gay but in the back of my head, I knew that I liked just about everyone and had many "crushes" that I would never tell anyone about, it was quite upsetting because I kept seeing my sexual orientation of something bad.

The next time I would think more about it, while thinking about it almost everyday, is when the infamous, Connor Franta came out to everyone on YouTube. As I watched it, my heart raced, he talked about what he went through which made me understand how I was feeling at the time and Connor said that he had to come out to himself first. After school, I went to my friend's house and then I was picked up by my mom at this point. I remember I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror and told myself in a whisper, "I'm gay...I'm pansexual..." (My freshman year which was before this, which had been my junior year, I had figured out what my sexuality had been but yet again, repressed it).

I finally told my mom towards the end of my junior year of high school, it was one of the best feelings I had in a long time. She told she loved me no matter what and hugged me.

Now, that isn't the only story I have about coming out. I have a few bad ones, but for the most part, I have really good ones. I recently came out on Facebook to all my family and friends and it's something that made me feel so much better and proud to be who I am. I wrote this to purely show you, that you may, and I did , have some bad experiences with coming out. The love you have for yourself is all that matters, which sounds very conceited but trust me. Having love for yourself for who you are is truly important to anything you do in your life, if you are happy with yourself. That is all that matters.

Being confused about your gender identity or sexual orientation is okay. If you are scared to come out to anyone, it's okay to not come out and it is okay to come out. Don't let anyone pressure you into anything you do not feel comfortable with. It is about you, and it is what you are comfortable with.

Don't ever be ashamed of who are, you are wonderful even if you're a lesbian, bisexual, gay, straight, transgender, cisgender, non-binary, etc.! You are a wonderful human no matter what your identity is.

You are wonderful as you are. Stay that way.