Double-post, but I'm not even sorry.
Today, I came out to my parents.
I'm still alive and haven't been kicked out, which is a good start.
Being serious for a sec, I'd gone away with Mike over the weekend as mentioned yesterday, and after dinner today, Dad asked about the nature of our friendship & whether or not it was anything more. I told them the truth, which is what I've consistently said I'd do if they ever asked me that question. They didn't seem overly surprised, and said they'd wondered for quite a while. I then said I wondered if they'd wondered for a while, but I felt we probably treated it a bit like the elephant in the room.
All things considered, it did actually go quite well. I don't know what the next few days and weeks will bring, but we'll have to wait and see. I don't quite know how to feel right now, either - it's a mixture of worry as mentioned, and also relief that they finally know. They haven't pressed things with me today, which is good. I know more questions will be coming, and I'll have to prepare myself for them, but I'm confident that I'll be OK in the end.