I didn’t come out until I was 30 – then my life turned from black and white to full colour
metro.co.ukThrough coming out, I also discovered a chosen family. A community of queer people and allies who accepted, mentored and guided me with so much compassionIt was terrifying and it was painful.
Some people are lucky to know who they are from an early age. Some are even lucky enough to be able to be themselves freely and unapologetically.
However, for people like me who work it out later, it isn’t quite so easy and takes a great deal of courage.I think I always knew I felt ‘different’ growing up, but this difference wasn’t something I felt I needed to indulge.
I had an idea, a goal, in my head of what I thought happiness was and that was how I wanted my life to be. Sadly, I was wrong and figuring that out was one of the most heartbreaking experiences of my life.Everything fractured and seemed to fall into a million pieces.
