somethin like that for me too.... though I have to maintain SOME degree of closestedness around my hometown for the sake of my parents. (it's what they want)
Incoming rant/life story:
I wish my parents had done this. They outed me to EVERYONE without asking or telling me. I came home one day and suddenly everyone and their mom knew I was gay. They even told people in line at the super market, waiters, and anyone who had ears. I was introduced to everyone as "their gay son". Quite frankly, that whole thing infuriated me. I'm not closeted by any means, but I wanted to tell people on my terms. Now all of the people who knew me pre-outing only see me as the "gay one".
What pisses me off even more is I'm much more than the token *** in my family. But no one asks me about my research, grad school applications, work, presentation or anything else my life revolves around. What do they ask about? Being gay. I just want to shout "GODDAMMIT! Being gay is not my primary identifier! Can we all move past 2009 now? Jesus. Rollerblading. Christ."
Yeah... /end rant.
Don't get me wrong. I'm happy that I came out because it eliminated a good deal of the fluff from my life. I'm happier in general too because I don't have to hide my boyfriend or dodge people's questions. But people can be so incredulously stupid sometime.
And I'm not a flamer or anything anyway, so it's not too terribly difficult.
It's true. I'm more flaming than you are and most people don't consider me flaming.