Coming out

I’m tired of hiding, and I am tired of lying by omission — Ellen Paige


I don’t think you should wait. I think you should speak now — Taylor Swift

It’s national coming out day. I’ll deal with the headline first. I’m Queer. Yup. Me. That Sam Phippen that you know.

Now let’s deal with some of the finer details of what this means to me. First of all, it doesn’t mean Gay or Bisexual. Queer is a sort of “non labelled” sexual identity that roughly translates to “I like people”. It’s also kind of fluid. Right now, I’m very interested in dating people who present as relatively masculine, but that’s not absolute and I truly expect that to change over time.

For the record, I am not now nor have I ever been dating my BFF James Laverack. That would be weird.

I’ve already told a number of close friends and my immediate family. I’ve felt nothing but love and support from the people around me as I’ve come out to them.

Speaking of, this wasn’t ever (really) a being closeted issue. It was more a slow realisation about myself that took a long time. Everyone’s journey is different, and that’s fine.

So there it is. I’m here, I’m out, and I’m so so proud. Thank you so much for reading. I love you all so much. Thanks.