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Mine, pretty much was a breeze. I told my sister and my brother-in-law about 6 months before I told my parents and so I'd had experience of how people I loved could take the news anyway. Luckily for me, my sister was great about it, as was my brother-in-law who just said, 'Yeah…and…?'
I then got to the stage where I was going nuts not being able to be myself within my own house. Instead I was packing my bags and going to stay with my sister at every possible moment, because there, I was accepted. So, in the summer of 2003, I set a date 2 weeks ahead, where I 'had' to tell my parents. The night before this, to make sure that I was going to tell them, I quickly told Mum that I wanted to talk to her and Dad the next day. Of course, she asked the questions I'd expected, 'What about…? Is it bad…? Are you dying…?', but I just told her, I'd speak to her in the morning.
"Something that I'd been dreading for years, was over in a matter of seconds"
The fateful day arrived and I awoke on Sunday 13th July (notice I happened to choose unlucky 13). Everything seemed normal, it was odd. No one said a thing to me, and Mum even went out shopping. I was now worried that she'd forgotten and once again I'd have to bring up the subject. Mum then came into my room on her return and asked if now was an appropriate time to talk. I said yes and she went and got Dad. They sat on my bed and I told them I had something to tell them that I'd wanted to tell them for ages.
I told them, and there was no going back. Something that I'd been dreading for years, was over in a matter of seconds. They had no idea, which I thought was surprising and made things worse. Mum's reaction was, 'Why didn't you tell us earlier, instead of living a lie?', and Dad's was 'This doesn't change anything between us'. They were fantastic. Behind the scenes was another matter. Whenever I was out of the house, they were in tears. It took them a few months to come to terms with it, but now, a year on, they are greatly accepting and are amazing about it.
I know that compared to many, many people, I've had it easy. And I know I'm lucky. But just remember, you are who you are, and if you can come to terms with it, then everyone around you should be able to. Live your life to the fullest, and don't be afraid of who you are.
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but im glad for you! well done ive been hiding it for nearly 5 years and im still scared to tell anyone 
... i couldn't dare tell her that it was just who i am so i kinda lied and told her i got over it... but i told my friends and they are fine with it, but now come's the hard part of telling my parents AND my whole family... which pretty much consists of over alot of people
