Announcing to the world that you're gay for the first time is never easy, no matter who you are or what situation you find yourself in. The daunting task of actually saying "I'm Gay" is unbelievably hard. Unlike a lot of people out there who identify as somewhat LGBT, my personal experience went pretty much okay... as far as it goes. The support of my friends and family when I told them, was like nothing I could ever have expected after hearing some coming out horror stories.





What no one ever prepared me for, was that I wouldn't just be coming out once. In fact it seemed like that was just going to be a prequel for what it was going to be like for the rest of my life.





It was the summer before heading off to uni when I first came out publicly to everyone in my close circle of family and friends. Before long everyone I encountered after that seemed to know... news spreads like wildfire. Naturally I guess I assumed that would be the end of it. During uni it never seemed to be that big of a deal, a few people would act kind of surprised but nothing major really came of it.





From my experience its mostly come from being in the working environment that I've noticed 'hitches'. Mainly in the presence of straight men, have I felt uncomfortable enough to almost camouflage being gay. Whilst studying, I also had a part time job working for an estate agent, which to being with was a pretty sweet gig. Then a year or so down the line, my manager at the time decided to move on, she was swiftly replaced with a middle aged man, with slight homophobic undertones. I shortly moved on after graduation.





This for me was the first time, since being at school, who had actually made me feel uncomfortable for simply being who I was. Since then, I have encountered similar situations in the workplace where lewd comments have been thrown around, this time without them knowing of my sexuality. Like a deer in headlights, I simply found myself just brushing them under the carpet. Awkwardly one of the comments came from a boss of mine, whom I actually ended up coming out to (yet again!) at a Christmas party. He seemed pretty surprised, but didn't really make a comment on it.





I can now at least say that I have accepted that myself and all other members of the LGBT community, will probably (at least not in this lifetime) never really stop coming out to people. But the brighter side is that its only a small majority of people out there who have yet to realise that we live in 2018 and not 1950.





If you've managed to get through my awful rambling, please comment below and let me know what you think. Or share if you've had a similar experience, I really would love to know!