To me, the most important part about coming out isn't the event itself. It's not the fear or the pain or the fights or the relief or the part where you look in the mirror and the way you see yourself shifts. No, for me, the part that sticks, the part I love about coming out, comes later. It's walking out of your room and laughing because you love the way you look and never would have thought to wear this before. It's realising that you're maybe not in the perfect place, but you're embracing an approximation. It's seeing yourself the way you've always been, years after asserting that you're someone different. It's acknowledging that in some sense of the word, we're all coming out, always. We're all surprised, we're all nervous. We're all telling ourselves who we are, who we want to be. That's what coming out is about for me.
