When Vivian was first created, I think I was afraid of how my parents would react to the news that their son-in-law is a drag queen. For the seven years before Vivian, my relationship with my parents had been amazing, and I was afraid to lose that. Then the unthinkable happened.

You don't hate by accident. You have to be taught to hate -- in little ways that are reinforced every day, ways you might not even recognize. In my case, hating yourself takes a lifetime.

This could, quite literally, be the sweetest coming out you'll ever see. Tumblr user ellende-generes, identified only as Laurel, presented her par...

If you're heading home for Thanksgiving dinner with the family and thinking this might be the right time to come out to your parents, here are 10 tips to consider as you plan what to say.

I was filling out an application the other day. It asked me what I felt my greatest accomplishment thus far was. I thought for a moment and answered that I am most proud of surviving all that came with coming out to you as a lesbian.

It was a brave step, I thought, for my mom. She didn't know how it would turn out. It was a chance she was willing to take. She knew she didn't have it wrong. She had always known. She had been happy to let me come out in my own time, but something encouraged her to make the first move.

When I came out as a teenager, my mother made it clear that she didn't want to hear about that part of my life. So I grew accustomed to changing pronouns and omitting big chunks of my history when I related it. Romances. Relationships. Heartbreaks. Friendships. Dreams.