Yesterday, on October 11th, 2016, I came out to my brother — well, sorta. National Coming Out Day is a day of pride and strength because to hide who you are for the fear of being judged is one of the bravest thing to live through. However, despite the day giving many people a sense of safety and hope, it may also put stress and disappointment on those still waiting in Narnia. The one thing people must remember, however, is that coming out is your personal decision, and you should do it when you’re ready!

For me, I always knew my brother supported that LGBT+, but my parents… not so much. In a house where I never truly be myself, I wanted at least one person to understand or at least be there. This is when I took Coming Out Day as an opportunity and decided to come out to my brother as bi and nonbinary which is mostly true. In reality, I identify as asexual, biromantic, and genderfluid. However, I believe small steps will lead to big changes. To my surprise, I ended up not using any labels at all, nor did I say that I was trans*. Instead, I asked his opinion on LGBT+ events I’m taking part in such as bringing a girl to a school dance as my date, starting a GSA in high school, and even creating an LGBT+ dance one day. Then, I calmly asked one question that he replied pretty nonchalantly about. I asked if our mother would ever approve of me dating a girl. Ht e conversation went like this:

Me: “Do you think mum would ever let me date a girl?”
Brother: “Probably not. She’s too old school.”
Me: “Thought so.”
Brother: “Wait. Do you mean now, as in age 13, or ever?”
Me: “Ever.”
Brother: “Oh, then maybe. Why not? But, right now, I say you’re too young to date anyone.”

This was a fair argument. Age was my limitation rather than gender. And to be honest, I’m lucky. That could have ended worse. So, to all the queers reading, I wish you luck whether you’re in the closet or out. No one should feel unsafe for their identity and who they are. You have the right to be any gender and love anyone regardless of gender. I may not have the writing skills of a professional college graduates, but I hope you got my message and enjoyed my story. Stay strong. Be proud. Be you.