I was 19, and it was the summer after Freshman year of college. The night before I was supposed to go to a wedding of a second cousin (that I really didn't want to attend but was unclear why) I went to see this movie, "Boys and Girls" with Freddie Prinze Jr. The movie wasn't great, but I finally accepted that I was never going to be truly happy in an intimate relationship with a girl. I had never done anything with a guy before, but I knew (like most of us always know).
Getting out of the movie, I smoked a J with my very straight best friend and told him I was gay. He told me whatever makes me happiest in life made him happy, and nothing was going to to change (except for maybe our "hot girls" rating game).
The next day was the wedding day, and I did not want to drive in a car for four hours and witness something I thought I was never going to be able to experience for myself. My mom kept on getting angrier and angrier. "Why don't you want to go? Your Grandpa is going to be very disappointed." I was also starting to get visibly upset.
Mom: "What's wrong? Please tell me."
Me: "I just don't want to go to something that I'll never be able to do myself."
Mom (laughing): "Just because you don't have a girlfriend right now doesn't mean you won't find a wife in ten years. You are a handsome, intelligent, caring young man, and I know girls see that in you now. Don't worry about it now. You will get married some day." My mom's face was truly perplexed. My dad, though, I could tell he knew.
Me (garbled sobs): "I'm not going to get married... Because I'm gay." I'm full on sobbing, and my dad got up and left the room.
Me: "I'M GAY!!!"
For a split second I thought my dad left the room because he wasn't going to accept me, but, no, he came back with a stiff drink in hand for my mom (which was such a touching move). She sat there, downed it, and said, "Fine... But you're still not using it as an excuse to get out of going to a wedding." And off we drove.
It took my mom awhile to get there, but 11 years later she flew out to New York for my 30th birthday party at a gay bar. She bakes my partner's favorite cookies. I talk to my dad about relationship advice. And I was just the Best Man at my best friend's wedding. Things work out. It might not be totally smooth sailing, but it's so worth the journey!