{"id":647,"date":"2012-01-31T09:00:37","date_gmt":"2012-01-31T14:00:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/?p=647"},"modified":"2012-01-31T09:00:37","modified_gmt":"2012-01-31T14:00:37","slug":"on-being-out","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/2012\/01\/31\/on-being-out\/","title":{"rendered":"On Being Out"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m out when it comes to poly. People who know me well know I am. I put my poly writing and stuff on my CV. Plenty of people who read this know my &#8220;real name&#8221;.<\/p>\n<p>Given the US political climate these days, I&#8217;m occasionally concerned about it. But since one cannot stuff the genie back in the bottle, I&#8217;ve decided that since I&#8217;m out anyway, it&#8217;d be nearly impossible to change that.<\/p>\n<p>Has it hurt me? I genuinely don&#8217;t know. I&#8217;ve never been confronted about it, but it&#8217;s possible a client has done a search on my name<sup>1<\/sup>, and decided not to hire me. If so, I never heard about it. I&#8217;m even teaching a class in social networking, and I can&#8217;t imagine that <em>none<\/em> of my students have done a search on me. Nope, no confrontations.<\/p>\n<p>There was a time when my version of &#8220;out&#8221; involved explaining to all and sundry. It&#8217;s a not too unusual pattern when one has a Big Life Change and it&#8217;s something that one is personally obsessed about. These days, I&#8217;m more obsessed about other things in my life and my relationships are my relationships rather than a project \u2013 which suits my tastes better.<\/p>\n<p>Thing is, right now, it&#8217;s pretty easy for me to &#8220;pass&#8221;. I&#8217;m married and have been for a couple of decades. Never mind that the closest the relationship <em>ever<\/em> was to closed was when we were part of a group marriage! The fact that we&#8217;re poly doesn&#8217;t show unless one looks pretty carefully. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I feel like I&#8217;m about as out as I could be without wearing a sign, but my household isn&#8217;t in a position where we&#8217;re being too closely examined by anyone. We live in a <em>very<\/em> mind-your-own-business type of area, and we don&#8217;t have relatives that are controlling enough to cause trouble, so we&#8217;re extraordinarily lucky.<\/p>\n<p>Which brings me to the real point of this. How out are you? What drives that choice? What consequences have you faced? What consequences are you scared of? I think this is an important discussion. Most poly activists are out, out, out. I don&#8217;t hear them talking about being in any real trouble because of it. Is it because we who are a bit more public are lucky in our life situations? What do you think?<\/p>\n<p>________________<\/p>\n<p><sup>1 <\/sup>I have an unusual name. Though the very first results seem to be more about my various (rather conventional and homemakerish) hobbies than anything salacious.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m out when it comes to poly. People who know me well know I am. I put my poly writing and stuff on my CV. Plenty of people who read this know my &#8220;real name&#8221;. Given the US political climate these days, I&#8217;m occasionally concerned about it. But since one cannot stuff the genie back&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-647","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-the-polyamory-community"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/647","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=647"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/647\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=647"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=647"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/polyamorousmisanthrope.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=647"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}