Silverwhisper asked about my comming out experience in another post so here it is. Coming out is a very individual experience. For some its a momentuous event filled with drama, others are outted by circumstances and some like me just slide out mostly un-noticed and with no surprises for anyone.
I made small forays into the 'coming out' scene after my divorce. The first non-gay person I told was a workmate. His reaction was simply to say 'Why are you telling me?' He made a good point to me. My sexual orientation really had no bearing to him. It took me a little while to realize that not one of my straight friends had felt it necessary to actually discuss their orientation with me. Why did I think it was important for me to discuss mine with them?
Eventually I figured out that it had some importance to certain people. Before I really tackled that issue I was pastoring a gay positive church and was executive director of an AIDS foundation. I lived in an almost exclusively gay world. I was getting local media attention because of my careers. Although none of the interviews or items ever indicated my sexuality there was certainly a presumption. Family members were making calls to me on fishing expeditions. My aunts in particular dont believe in directly asking questions to satisfy their curiousity. Instead they choose to make insinuous remarks and mention how they are praying for the redemption of whichever neice or nephew is straying from the narrow path they ve chosen for us. I was getting a lot of those calls.
The crunch came when I was turned down an application to rent an apartment based on my sexuality. It was a very clear case of discrimination on the basis of sexual orientation and was headed for province wide and possible nationwide coverage. With this looming on the very near horizon I felt it would be wisest to discuss the issues with my daughters. I was most concerned about one of my daughters who at the time was attending a very fundamentalist bible college. I worried about the pressures she might feel from the school and from her classmates.
Each of my daughters and I had a discusion on a one to one basis. All three of them were more concerned and angry with the landlord who had refused to rent to me than they were about my revelation to them. Initially there was a bit of discomfort for them but they soon realized that I had not changed in anyway. They simply had more information about me. In the fifteen years that have passed since then all three have married and now have families of their own. Once in awhile I sense a bit of opposition from one or the other of their husbands but in general they are supportive and open.
When I chose to enter into a same gender relationship with a huge age disparity I invited all my children, spouses and grandchildren to meet my new partner. We all went to lunch together and later spent the afternoon at the beach. We laughed, played in the sand, ate ice cream and had an evening bbq. My kids welcomed my new partner each in their own way. The grandchildren were enthralled with him. It was a very reassuring day for me.
The following Christmas all the children gathered at our home. Their mother and her husband joined us for Christmas dinner. Several friends were present as well. A nice intimate family dinner for forty some guests is always a pleasure. Everyone pitched in and the day ran with smoothness.
My employer is supportive of gay issues and I choose to reveal to all clients and their families. If there is discomfort on their part it is best that they know upfront. There have been client families who have chosen not to use my services because of my sexuality. That is their problem and their loss. There are relatives who reject me and others who are just fine. I m not at all uncomfortable about who I am. There are a few people who cross my life that have no need to know. I choose to share with them if they become close enough that it matters.
I rarely find anyone anymore who cares in anyway.



