The first person I ever came out as bisexual to was my friend from music college. She helped me realise that I'm really not straight. I had questioned my sexuality previously but had managed to convince myself I was one hundred percent straight. She asked me a few questions and that really helped me find a label for myself, a label I was proud to wear.

I came out to my mother using the hypothetical, "What if?" because she was the first parent I came out to. She was so lovely about it and that made me feel so much better for coming out.

My dad was driving me and my sisters home from his parents' house after school. We were listening to some music. The song, "Hallelujah I Just Love Her So" was playing. My dad said something along the lines of, "You do realise you can change the lyrics to hallelujah, I just love him so, seeing as you're all female." To which I turned around and said, "Well, what if I'm a raging bisexual?" So he asked if I was and I said yes and that's how I came out to my dad and my sisters. 

I came out to my cousin who was there for me when I was getting bullied at school. I just felt like she had the right to know. We're really close, like sisters. I'm older than her by a few months. She was so accepting of me. I came out to one of my other cousins, who is six months older than me. She had asked me a question about my type, to which I replied. "Blondes but Avril Lavigne and Tom Felton." Which was my way of hinting that I'm bisexual. 

As you can probably tell, I come out in the weirdest ways possible. I'm not out to my mum's side of the family as they're homophobic, racist, etc. I'm not out to my dad's family either, apart from the two cousins. I want to come out to my dad's side but I can't seem to find a funny way to do it.

- blooddeathandroses