When I first came out of the closet with my diabetes many years ago, I was nervous. I didn't know what people would say, or if I would lose my friends. I don't think anyone had any idea. I always pretended that I was not. I did such a good job of pretending that I was just like them, and I kept my Dness hidden.
Like they'd see a "sweet little dish" and make comments about how awesome it looked, and I would join in and act like I had the same interest in it that they did. But I was just pretending. One time they tried to get me to take this cute little cupcake home with me, late one night when the bar was closing. And I had to make excuses because I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings.
But when I finally told people and became open with it, I found that my friends were truly supportive. They didn't ask me dumb questions like, "Have you always known you were a diabetic?", or "Do you think you were just born that way?". They accepted me for who I was. I found some support groups in the community with other diabetics who really helped me accept who I was. I no longer had to hide it.
I still do things with my non-D friends. They haven't excluded me because of who I was, or because I had openly told them about my Dness. And since I came out, I have more D friends too.
Now everyone at work knows I am D. Sometimes when they see a famous D on television, like an actor or something, they ask me questions about him or her. I think it's kinda funny - like all us D's know everything about all the other D's that are in Hollywood. But nobody has been rude and asked me anything too personal about the private parts of my D life.
I am very glad that I came out of the closet. I encourage you to do the same. Everyone here is D. We know what you are going through. We all support you.