I was fifteen when I first started questioning, but if I look back on my life now, it is OH so obvious to me After a lot of self-reflection and really long discussions with a few close friends, I determined that I was bisexual. I was out to handful of friends, but none of my family knew. Unfortunately, since I was still in high school, word got out and rumors spread. I got called some names, and had a few particularly nasty phone calls from private numbers on my cell phone. It never got too bad, but it was enough to keep me in the closet until I graduated. One place I was especially careful was at skating. I was a figure skater in high school, and the girls I skated with, were, minus a few exceptions, not the nicest girls in the world. Even to this day, there are only a few people from the rink that know about my sexuality. Once I got to college, things changed drastically. I immediately joined my college's GSA, and fell in love with the group. I was a very active member, and even got voted Member of the Month in my second semester. I began dating my first girlfriend at the end of my freshman year, and our relationship lasted six months. During this time, I was dragged out of the closet at home. My mother flat out asked me if I had a girlfriend, and I had no choice but to say yes. She asked who it was, and I told her, and that was the end of the conversation. We don't talk about it too much now, but I know that she loves me and, for the most part, accepts me. My dad on the other hand, has been nothing but spectacular. He, like Mom, asked me directly about my sexual orientation, and I came out to him as pansexual, which I had decided was a better fit for me. We talked for over an hour, and while it was incredibly uncomfortable, he has since proved to be an even better dad than he was before, which is saying something! Now, I'm out to pretty much everyone, minus a few members of my family. I am so thankful for the fact that my coming out was relatively easy.