I had to actually come out twice.
16: I had told the staff at the group home where I lived I wanted to tell my mother I was bisexual (or so I thought) and that I wanted them there out of fear she would be angry with me. We went to McDonald's (of all places) And I was like: I got something to tell you... When I told her she seemed fine. Found out later she hated me for it.
21: I had done research, and realized I wasn't Bisexual, but PANsexual. I didn't plan to tell mom and dad about it, but mom had to make a mean comment saying that one in the family was* enough. I pretty much shot back to her that I would have a hell lot more experience than her due to being PANsexual. She actually believed me...*facepalm* (I know I won't have more, but the fact she believed me...)
I'm just glad my sister, husband and father accept this about me, now if only my mother would.