My Come Out Story Sucked Tbh

My brother broke his phone, so I let him use one of my old ones for a couple of days. What I forgot was that I still had my Tinder logged in. While he was using the phone, a Tinder notification popped up, and instead of ignoring it, he clicked it and read through all my messages.

I’m bisexual, and guys message me way more than girls. I had a feeling he already knew by the second day, especially when I walked upstairs and he randomly asked if I liked girls. I said yes—which wasn’t a lie—and walked away.

Out of nowhere, he started building up this weird anger and slammed the remote on the ground. I asked him what was wrong, and he refused to tell me for a solid eight minutes. Instead of talking to me, he went straight to my parents. He completely freaked out, crying and acting like the world was ending. My mom, who’s already sick, thought something horrible was happening. My dad nearly had a heart attack from the stress. It was the fakest, most dramatic reaction I’ve ever seen.

At that point, I left to go meet up with a guy I was talking to. While I was at his place, my phone blew up—over 50 calls from everyone. My mom was crying, thinking I was going to hurt myself or disappear. Neither of my parents even believed my brother at first.

Eventually, my brother took the phone from my mom, apologizing and crying for reasons I still don’t understand. He kept blaming it on some guy he used to “hang out” with, saying that guy bullied both of us and somehow caused this. That wasn’t true at all—that’s not why I’m bi.

I had to come home because everyone was panicking. We finally talked—me, my parents, and my brother—and honestly? My parents didn’t really care. Yeah, my dad was disappointed, but he didn’t make a big deal out of it. They accepted me.

The only person who truly had a problem was my brother. He even called my sister and freaked out, even though she already knew. Over time, though, he calmed down. Now he’s a lot better, has accepted me, and even wants to hang out more. I can tell he genuinely feels bad about what he did.

I forgave him—but I made one thing clear: I will never trust him with personal information ever. Once you put my business out there like that, you might earn forgiveness, but you don’t get trust back.