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TIFU by coming out to the wrong people.

Now, like a lot of these stories, this Fuck up didn’t happen today or even last week. It took place in July 2022.

Now, I’m only 16, but I knew that I was gay pretty early, when I was around 13. In the middle of 2022, I came out to a few close friends, but I was scared to come out to family.

Flashback to December 2021, my father coached my little league hockey team. He became close to the parents of one of the families on the team. He encouraged I become close to the son of the family who I’ll call Gru. (I’m not even joking, he looked like young Gru from Minions 2).

He was a decent friend for a while, but there were ups and downs. He wouldn’t really ever let me do what I wanted. We always had to play his game or do his thing. I later invited another friend to the group (let’s call him Noah) and he wasn’t good to him either. Gru would take turns antagonizing me and Noah. He actually was able to turn us against each other and convince us he was right. I later stopped inviting Noah and he’d make excuses to stop talking to me. That was that.

Now, in April 2022, Gru became an even worse friend. He knew that I was cynophobic (scared of dogs, still am, that’s a separate story) and he’d always be in my face about how I would love his dog. He kept bringing it up no matter how many times I asked him to stop. He would also be a whiny bitch every time he didn’t get what he wanted. But, I didn’t see it that way, he manipulated me.

Later on, I started coming out to more people. Gru continued to manipulate me and make me think that he’s a good person. I decided to trust him and come out to him. I told him not to tell anyone. Worst fucking idea ever.

The next day, he started telling me that I should go to church more. He’d keep bringing up god and whatever and telling me I’m a sinner who needs to redeem himself. He wouldn’t stop with this.

The week later was my birthday party, July 1 2022 (my birthday is in May. But the pool broke and we had to move it to July). Gru (unfortunately) was invited. Another friend from hockey, who we’ll call Knox was also invited to the party, along with some other friends I came out to. I grew to like Knox and decided to come out to him. He was very friendly about it, and told Gru about it. However, as we know, Gru is an asshole. Gru decided to tell my homophobic cousin about to and Knox and I had to spend the next half hour telling my cousin that I’m not. Gru also told his mother, and which both denied happened. Later on, I confronted Gru, and he embarrassed me and make me look like an asshole in front of everyone. But, at least he didn’t out me. Yet.

I told my father that I don’t like Gru and don’t want him hanging around anymore, however my father believes in forgive and forget. So, we invited Gru and Knox over for another day.

Gru wouldn’t event let me talk to Knox, he basically excluded me. I was sitting around lonely all day just wanting a friend. Every time Knox tried to talk to me, Gru separated us and made the conversation all about hockey or his favorite type of car. Meanwhile, Gru’s mom told my father that I’m gay. She had no right to and Gru had no right to tell my father. I was not happy.

Gru continued to antagonize me for the rest of the day and after that, we never spoke to him again.

I thought I was in the clear, but then I found out that Gru’s mom outed me to my parents. Luckily, my parents accepted me and Gru lost the only people who tolerated him. Even after the drama there was a happy ending.

TLDR: I made a bad choice coming out to a guy who looks like young Gru, and suffered the consequences.

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