Well, I'm 31...didn't consciously accept the fact that I was a lesbian until I was 29 and about a year away from becoming a pastor. Lost my job (church, you know), had a major nervous breakdown (resulting in IBS and a thyroid condition that are just now beginning to clear up), lost all my friends but two, and pretty much went into seclusion for months.
Well, this year at Christmas I finally decided to tell my sister that I was gay. (I've been talking with many supportive people online over these two years, and a couple of people in real life, as well.) My sister was dismayed, but not surprised. She told my mother, who was actually incredibly supportive, which shocked me - my family's very conservative Christian, with pastors for three generations back.
So...now my whole family knows. I'm actually really happy about that, because I can finally stop pretending to think Brad Pitt is hot. *Rolls eyes* But there might be trouble if a certain older male relative of mine decides to chastise me for my leanings. The man sexually abused a young female relative, but he likes to pretend he's a pillar of the church.
ANYway. That's my coming out story thus far. :P We'll have to see how things go once I start dating.