I knew my son was gay when he was about fifteen. He wouldn't talk to me about anything. He just didn't talk to me. Then I found condoms in his room. Yes, I was snooping, because he didn't talk and he'd leave for prolonged periods of time, then return and wouldn't talk. So I confronted him about the condoms. He remembers it as me "kicking him out for being gay." I told him he had to talk to me if he wanted to live there. I just wanted to talk to him so we could know he was okay. So he left and didn't come back for a few days. I already knew he was gay, I just wanted to know if he was safe. We don't always see things the way they really are. If I had known I was going to trigger a "you kicked me out because I was gay moment, I would left him alone, but then I would be being a neglectful parent. so it was a lose-lose for me.