To Be, Or Not To Be, Out

On Choosing Who To Tell

Photo by Kristina Flour on Unsplash

I first came out when I was seventeen. That is, that’s when I first peeked my head out of the closet, telling only a couple of close friends. At eighteen, I went to college, and put two feet outside of the door, but stayed close to the frame, so I could step inside whenever I returned home to visit. I was nineteen when I told my parents, and over the next few years, I managed to…