Tanga
As has been said - be sure it's safe to share. Or that you can tolerate people deciding to keep their distance or look at you strangely if you do tell them (if their reactions might be more extreme - I wouldn't risk it - you do have to live there after all).
I'm so sorry that you are restricted in this way.
I am lucky - I live in a large cosmopolitan city now (London), where anything goes, and a majority of people have been exposed to enough variety to hardly bat an eyelid.
The last time I had someone understand that I was pagan/into the occult and have a severe reaction - was at least 12 years ago. And their reaction was to hound myself and a colleague down the road loudly telling us that we should repent or be destined for hell.
They gave up just when I was contemplating calling the police.
I am part of: a pagan community where it's normal to ask "so what is your muggle job?" - and Pagan Police representatives have successfully campaigned for pagan holidays..., a medically minded community who I won't talk to about my pagan ideas and esoteric interests unless they ask directly (most of the time, it seems it doesn't even occur), a complimentary health community who are "not mainstream" but may find paganism and Tarot reading a bit odd though they will entertain it, a Martial arts community full of people with wonderfully varied practices - but we're all WILD about our Martial art and that's all we really care about - so the rest is just interesting window dressing, and a "normal" community of neighbours and acquaintances who talk about the weather.
At most if the subject comes up a "normal" person will say "really? I've never heard of that - how does it work?" Or - "do you really believe in all that?"... or "I've never met anyone who's said they were pagan..." - then a long and interesting discussion ensues.
And what they conclude I wouldn't know - but they're back talking to me next week as usual.
My family are all pretty alternative (except my father would have thought it weird - but he's dead now) with my sister being a yoga teacher, my brother being into Shamanism, and my mother being a psychic who never used her skills.
My husband eventually got used to it.
However - If I still lived where I grew up - the story would be quite different.
Likely I'd still quietly be in the closet, as there, it might not be safe to openly admit my interests and practices.
I'm so sorry that you are restricted in this way.
I am lucky - I live in a large cosmopolitan city now (London), where anything goes, and a majority of people have been exposed to enough variety to hardly bat an eyelid.
The last time I had someone understand that I was pagan/into the occult and have a severe reaction - was at least 12 years ago. And their reaction was to hound myself and a colleague down the road loudly telling us that we should repent or be destined for hell.
They gave up just when I was contemplating calling the police.
I am part of: a pagan community where it's normal to ask "so what is your muggle job?" - and Pagan Police representatives have successfully campaigned for pagan holidays..., a medically minded community who I won't talk to about my pagan ideas and esoteric interests unless they ask directly (most of the time, it seems it doesn't even occur), a complimentary health community who are "not mainstream" but may find paganism and Tarot reading a bit odd though they will entertain it, a Martial arts community full of people with wonderfully varied practices - but we're all WILD about our Martial art and that's all we really care about - so the rest is just interesting window dressing, and a "normal" community of neighbours and acquaintances who talk about the weather.
At most if the subject comes up a "normal" person will say "really? I've never heard of that - how does it work?" Or - "do you really believe in all that?"... or "I've never met anyone who's said they were pagan..." - then a long and interesting discussion ensues.
And what they conclude I wouldn't know - but they're back talking to me next week as usual.
My family are all pretty alternative (except my father would have thought it weird - but he's dead now) with my sister being a yoga teacher, my brother being into Shamanism, and my mother being a psychic who never used her skills.
My husband eventually got used to it.
However - If I still lived where I grew up - the story would be quite different.
Likely I'd still quietly be in the closet, as there, it might not be safe to openly admit my interests and practices.