"Tell parents re: gay" was about the level of drama I had with it.

My mom's answer was "yeah hmmm... I think I miscounted the dishes, would you go get two more?"

My dad's answer was "Wh-" to which my sister interjected "I'm lesbian." It was a fait accompli, a blitzkrieg of the gay agenda. Outnumbered he just turned to look at the sole remaining sibling, who in the atmosphere of the moment had to come out as firmly straight to a skeptical family.