A/N: This is a short segment of a letter that I have written to my family. I have yet to send it, and in an attempt to try and understand the implications of my coming out, I have altered it in favour of a character perspective to try and gauge the many possible reactions that sending this could provoke. I am sure that many people are aware of how difficult something like this is, and I want to use this platform as a way of finding courage within myself to be open with my family, as well as to provide support for others who find themselves in a similar situation. This may turn into a multi-fic, and reviews at this time are very much appreciated. Peace.
I have some things that I want to tell you. I cherish you as a person; you have shown me nothing but love and support throughout my time here at Barden. I feel that now is the right time to express some things to you. For a long time, I've wanted to tell you something about myself, and I hope that I continue to have your love and support.
There is no easy way to say this, so I will just come out with it and tell you that I am gay. I have known for most of my life and keeping this secret from you has been very difficult for me. It has become an increasing burden over the years. It has also placed an invisible wall between us, because I have been unable to share things about me or what has been going on in my life.
I know that learning of my sexuality may come as a shock to you, or make you feel confused, angry or sad. All of these reactions are natural, and common, and I will always love you regardless of your reaction. Over time, I've been able to accept myself, I'm happy with who and what I am, and I'm hopeful you can be happy for me, too.
Please do not think that this is just a phase. Most gay and bisexual people are around the same age that I was when I found out. This cannot be cured, since it is not wrong anyway, so please try your best to accept me.
I know that you have always loved me. You do not realise the time that I have spent debating on whether or not to tell you, and writing this letter and sending it to you has been one of the most difficult things that I have ever done. I have been bound by the fear that I could lose the love that you have given me. Although you may not understand about my being gay, I hope your love for me has not changed. I am still the same person that I was before; the only thing that has changed is your knowledge of who I really am.
No doubt, you need time to think about what you have read. When you are ready, please call me so we can talk about it.
Love, Beca.
