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Count Hedgecula
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Actually, it can't be exactly called coming out, since the term only applies on telling someone to whom you never mention it at all. But this one, personally, make me feel really good.
I forgot I have told this guy a long time ago, but I remembered some time ago when I recollected memories while looking on some pictures. Then again, I didn't know if he remembered it too, as I was in an ill-state condition when I told him raucously---maybe he thought I was only joking or whatsoever.
Today I was opening JUB on campus, alone on a quite hidden corner where I usually hang during spare time. Suddenly, poof, he came, stating he wanted to study and needed my help. I gulped, exited JUB as quick as possible, and agreed. Nothing really happened then; we had a little talk about lessons, lectures, and stuffs until he shifted the topic to religion and asked about my belief in God.
That time, I was attempting to open my inbox, but I forgot JUB was on the first quick list---I accidentally opened JUB in front of him
. And the boy had a quick eye, quick enough to glimpse the title before I managed to close it
. Amazingly
, he didn't freak out; he calmly questioned me why I had JUB in my website list, so I restated I am gay. Turned out, he didn't forget; he just pretended nothing happened. 
Now the topic was entirely deflected into me being gay. We talked a lot, about how I felt about it all these times, how he felt I could change since he felt being gay is ethically wrong, etc., etc., and it was ended with a simple question whether I knew being gay was a sin in front of God (yes he's a committed Christian).
Next, I muttered out things that kinda shocked me (because I never thought I would ever say that clearly
):
1. I didn't feel bad about being gay and not did I want to change.
2. Since I had no problem, he should not assume either being gay is troublesome and burdening for me or me being afraid to be burnt in Hell for being gay.
Yay!
I said it for the first time! To a guy, alone! 
Now for the good news: aside from his disagreement of gay, he understood me; he stated he didn't support me, but he didn't reject me either. And he also said he did not hate me for being gay. And for me, I felt we were closer than before (as we used to be hi-hi-when-meets-each-other mates).
Though he warned me to be more careful as this may harm me in the future should I not be careful in selecting to whom I want to come out. 
I forgot I have told this guy a long time ago, but I remembered some time ago when I recollected memories while looking on some pictures. Then again, I didn't know if he remembered it too, as I was in an ill-state condition when I told him raucously---maybe he thought I was only joking or whatsoever.
Today I was opening JUB on campus, alone on a quite hidden corner where I usually hang during spare time. Suddenly, poof, he came, stating he wanted to study and needed my help. I gulped, exited JUB as quick as possible, and agreed. Nothing really happened then; we had a little talk about lessons, lectures, and stuffs until he shifted the topic to religion and asked about my belief in God.
That time, I was attempting to open my inbox, but I forgot JUB was on the first quick list---I accidentally opened JUB in front of him
. And the boy had a quick eye, quick enough to glimpse the title before I managed to close it
. Amazingly 
Now the topic was entirely deflected into me being gay. We talked a lot, about how I felt about it all these times, how he felt I could change since he felt being gay is ethically wrong, etc., etc., and it was ended with a simple question whether I knew being gay was a sin in front of God (yes he's a committed Christian).
Next, I muttered out things that kinda shocked me (because I never thought I would ever say that clearly
1. I didn't feel bad about being gay and not did I want to change.
2. Since I had no problem, he should not assume either being gay is troublesome and burdening for me or me being afraid to be burnt in Hell for being gay.
Yay!
I said it for the first time! To a guy, alone! 
Now for the good news: aside from his disagreement of gay, he understood me; he stated he didn't support me, but he didn't reject me either. And he also said he did not hate me for being gay. And for me, I felt we were closer than before (as we used to be hi-hi-when-meets-each-other mates).








