Honestly, I don’t do well with closets, and I don’t do things I’m ashamed of (including dating people I’d be ashamed of), so I’m kind of not relating to this sentence at all. If I felt an impulse to hide my SO from my friends or family, I’d take that as a big red flag that there’s something wrong with the relationship.
I came out as queer before I was dating anyone – mainly because it just became too damn hard to carry on a phone conversation with my mum without slipping up and mentioning I met a girl I found attractive (I was in college and meeting people all the time, so my social life figured prominently in our conversations). I figured an on-purpose conversation would be better than an “oops” one.
I came out as pagan because she asked me a direct question, and by now it’s pretty obvious anyway, given that 90% of friends and major activities are too. For the most part, among family, this doesn’t really come up in conversation, but I have the freedom to not need to remember to self-censor. I honestly have no idea if other relatives know, but wouldn’t care if they did. Or if they didn’t.
I certainly keep things private, but these are not things that ever come up in familial conversation. If someone did ask, I’d have no problems telling them to MYOB.
So, no, I don’t WANT to hide things about my SO. If I ever did want to, there’d be something wrong. I just don’t live that way. If someone has an issue with that, then they are free to walk themselves out of my life – I don’t need that drama. Thankfully my mum is supportive, always, and I surround myself with cool people rather than the alternative, because life’s too damn short to put up with not-cool people.
Sometimes people leave for stupid reasons, and yeah, it hurts. But in the long run, you really are better off. You can go find yourself better friends.