Whenever someone brings up how they were raised, I feel a bit odd. My family and I are part of a religion but are supportive of the LGBTQ+ community. I grew up being raised that no matter who/what you are, I should still love you. When I came out to my parents a few years ago, it was a surprise that they were very supportive and accepting. My parents were semi-last to hear that I was Bi. I told most of my irl friends first, then my online friends, a few strangers that I met at church, and then finally my parents before my mom told her side of the family. It was actually nice hearing recently that one of our cousins is a lesbian because I don't feel alone.