But, frankly, it was easy to be out there. Everyone knew about it, and no body cared, or if they did it was, "well, hey, do you want to go to that open ritual with me?" Ok, the aethiests thought you were silly, but then, the majority of those that I knew thought all religionists were silly anyway. Sure I'd been hastled a few times, but it was mostly just generic stupidity.
The thing is, after about 5 or so years of being out to my family, my father got very sick with cancer. He converted to a rather hostile Protestant flavor, then proceded to disown me on his deathbed. This is from the guy who was my rolemodel and the origin of my personal ethics. It was a difficult blow.
I wound up dealing with this by going back again and reading to him the entire "Jonnathan Livingston Seagull" since that was my first brush with spirituality that interested me. My father had bought that book for me, the library edition, no less... for my 9th birthday.
He was unable to speak at that point, but it was notible that he'd stayed awake through out the whole reading. (he had a tendency to wake up and sleep every few minutes at that point) He was looking at me with this really intense look, and started to weep. He reached over and grabbed my hand and squeezed it. I felt he'd forgiven me... words weren't necessasary. The next day, he died.
So I guess I'm a little hesitant to come out here in Indiana. Dispite being close to Chicago, it's very rural. I have a friend here who knows, but I met her on the meetup site for witches so I guess that doesn't count. I'd feel wierd if my neighbors knew. The irony is that in SEMI, I had a Baptist Church sharing my property line along the back... and I had a stone circle, complete with witchy garden back there.

The real difference is that my fiancee is Catholic. Yes, I know. You can *bet* he knows. He's a very open minded and loving person. He's an Andrew Greeley Catholic. (If you don't know who Andrew Greeley is, he's a mystery writer, who also has a few "romances", and has a very interesting slant on Catholicism. He also refers to God as <i> She</i>. Anyway, his mysteries rock!)
I guess I worry how the people he hangs with judge him about him marrying me. I recognise that this is silly, but that doesn't stop me from worrying.