I joined my high school's gay-straight alliance when I was 14 and became its co-president the following year. In college, I led the Queer Student Union, and in 2005, my full-color photo graced the front page of the local newspaper for National Coming Out Day.
In fact, for the better part of a decade, I worked either as a student organizer or professional activist and, later, as a board member for a national LGBTQ youth nonprofit. It's no hyperbole to say that I marched around wearing rainbow flags, because on several occasions, I did just that.
After college, being queer was practically my job. I went to work for Campus Progress (now Generation Progress), where I mentored college activists. I was very "out" at Campus Progress and talked about queerness in my day-to-day job, referencing my activist experiences when relating to students and collaborators.
While my identity and self-understanding continued deepening and shifting over the years -- sometimes dramatically -- I was used to being out and was comfortable with it.