...to my boyfriend, we're going to have one of those weddings ('gay' weddings to the straights).
Although my JW family know I'm gay, and not going to meetings, only one of my sisters has sussed the situation. But I think after 3 years it's about time I told them. Especially if sometime in the future I'll turn up with a (gay) wedding ring. But also because getting married is such a hefty decision (a bit like a baptism, only generally done when above the age of majority), I feel like I have to choose which master I am slaving for (clearly Dorothy).
Funny, because I never thought marriage (gay or otherwise) was particularly important, perhaps it's my subconcious forcing me to make a decision to leave the witnesses once and for all...