Well, this week, I went all the way and told the remaining few people whom I had not already told that I was gay. And when I say the remaining people, I went all the way down the list! All through facebook interestingly enough. My girlfriends from high school, girlfriends from university, social groups from high school, fraternity brothers from university. Found out about other friends that came out themselves while doing so and had a few laughs. I did not feel any particular need to go so far down the list, it just happened as I signed up for a 30 year high school reunion faceboom group searching this week and then got invites from some old friends from university as well. Now I need to think of other ways to make myself be vulnerable!
LOL. I just outed myself to the guy who lives across the backyard fence of a rental house I own. He's talked to me for years, whenever I go to cut the lawn, but I can never remember his name. In the course of our most recent conversation, I happened to mention my boyfriend, and even though he knows I'm married to a woman, he didn't bat an eyelash (that's what I love about "liberal" Seattle). I suppose the fact that I'm writing about it now means that coming out to a new person still means something to me, but really, it seems to affect me less and less every time.
It not only feels better, it's so much easier to be out to everyone and be no longer trying to keep track of who knows what.
Which is one reason I've not come out... So much easier keeping track of who knows what when no one who actually knows me knows anything!