I think its great to share stories and interact with people who I have a common bond with.
Who else would believe that my mom would have my sisters and I scour every garage sale we ever went to making sure there were no demonic symbols or influences before we would be allowed to purchase something?
Who else would believe that a bunch of old farts in Brooklyn can tell you what to do, when to do it, and how to do it . . even in the bedroom?
Who else would believe that your parents and family would shun you?