I’ve been outed as a FetSoc member to other FetSoc members and I’m upset

No-one at FetSoc had ever seen my face before.

I was sitting in the Courtyard when the news broke. Vision couldn’t publish the full details, but The Tab‘s Jack Elliott could. What I read made me heave up my Copsa Coffee large latte with marshmellow all over myself.

My privacy had been violated. I had been outed, now everyone in FetSoc who could be bothered to read a list of names knew that I was a FetSoc member. Worse still – they might have even been able to guess, from the list and from knowledge of who I am, that I’m actually a FetSoc committee member.

I exclusively use the name ‘Frank’ and wear a rabbit mask in order to ensure that no-one at FetSoc realises who I am.

I felt betrayed, I didn’t even know what to do with myself. How am I supposed to go on living now that people in FetSoc know that I’m also in FetSoc?

Ever since I joined FetSoc I’ve always tried my hardest to protect my identity and avoid being outed as a FetSoc member. I’ve never once mentioned my interest in kink to any of my friends outside of FetSoc, while within the society I exclusively use the name ‘Frank’ and wear a rabbit mask in order to ensure that no-one at FetSoc realises who I am. I even practiced speaking in a different voice, so there was no chance I could be recognised. I created a second Facebook account to use on the FetSoc page, and as far as everyone knows I’m just an innocent English student who happens to be a bit queer.

Luckily, only people inside FetSoc now know that I’m a member, but I don’t think I’ll ever feel like my privacy is secure again.

As soon as my tears dry, I’m going to send in my story to Heat – maybe the money will help me get over this trauma.