I'm fortunate to have two families, my family of origin, and my adoptive family. That's a lot of people, several who I'm very close with, but none of them know. I do believe my family of origin would understand since I watched my parents' kinks my whole childhood (I was a curious child), but it feels personal to me. My adoptive family would give all manner of counsel otherwise, no doubt. They love me dearly and are ultra-conservative. We share many of the same values, just express them differently.

I do, however, have a very good vanilla friend with whom I try to be as open as I can be. Sometimes it's hard, but I felt and feel like I need her to keep me grounded, to question and listen and even challenge me.