My immediate family all know and all of my friends (real friends, not mere acquaintances) know.

To sum it up, it's rarely talked about and makes no real difference in anyone's life.

I´m kinda out to family and some close friends, too. Both my mother and sister know, but I respect their discomfort they experience when talking about "it" and so we don´t bring it up unless it´s necessary. With friends I talk a bit more openly about zoophilia..never had negative consequences so far.

Nothing special to report, though...but I´d like to share one anecdote , the moment my mother finally realised what I was. I had to relocate my mare and was done with moving all my stuff to the new stables,with only her to pick up. At this time, I I had no trailer of my own and had to organise one that had a different connection to the car, one that my car didn´t support. So I asked my mother to help me relocate my mare. When we arrived at the soon-to-be-ex stables, I led her towards the opened trailer without a rope, only with my hand laying on her back due to the fact that I forgot to take rope and bridle with me ... when we walked towards my mother waiting for us, my mother´s eyes were literally jumping out of her sockets. You have to know, my mother´s afraid of horses, her father´s working horse once bit her when she was a kid. I wouldn´t say my mother panicked, but the respect she had for my mare was undeniable. My mare had the habit of stopping by and inspecting the trailer ramp before she was willing to enter the trailer, so she stopped , sniffed around a bit and then I said to her "Come on, my little mouse, we´re moving to a new farm", she calmly walked up the ramp with me...

When everything was prepared for the take-off, my mother and me entered her car. The first thing she said to me was " I don´t understand what she sees in you, but you two belong together" ...the only sentence spoken for the entire 25 kilometer drive, but that was the point when my mother, whom I never openly talked about my sexual orientation or my relationship with my mare to, obviously had made peace with the fact her son will never lead a "normal" life with a wife and kids. A few days later, I felt the need to do a little more talking with her about it. I only said that I loved my mare more than my own life and that I am sorry for being "unnormal". She quickly dismissed that and told me she had a suspicion about me since I was 16/17 and knew it for sure since I was 20. She helped me getting together the money for my mare when I was 22 for that reason. One thing she said will probably resonate in my ears until the day I die...she said "I´m not particularly happy with your orientation, but I´ve seen how happy you are when you´re with horses. I´ve also seen how happy SHE is with you. I was born as a farmer´s daughter and know a bit about horses, but the way you two treat each other , the mutual love you obviously feel for each other ...if that is what makes you both happy, then I´m okay with it.You´re still my son, you´ll ever be my son and if this mare is what you truly love, so be it."

After my mare died in January 2016, I got very depressed. So, both my mother and my sister proposed to buy a farm together, with enough space for me to keep horses at home for the first time in my life. We threw all our money into a big pot (metaphorically, of course) and bought a nice farm with three separate houses, one for each one of us, a large stable area I rebuilt with luxury Röver & Rüb boxes and an old, but very well kept riding hall to train dressage in on rainy or snowy,icy days. Basically horse heaven. I sleep literally ten meters away from my mares, the stable area is accepted by both as sacrosact and they both ring a bell I installed at the entrance of the stable area when they need to talk to me to prevent walking in on me "in flagranti". I´m kinda happy again...I only wish my old mare had lived long enough to enjoy the special grass mix I used for the pastures. Has lots of clover in it and she absolutely loved nibbling clover...my sweet girl, I miss you so much.

At least 8 of my closest friends know. We don't really talk about it much, but they know and still support me and some of them admitted to having either sexual or romantic feelings for animals themselves after I outed myself to them. I told my mom a few years before she passed away, and she also was supportive and understanding. I'm sure she knew before I even came out to her though, she did catch me in the act when I was first exploring the sexual side of things as a kid. My dad passed away before I got a chance to tell him, so I dunno how he would have taken it TBH.

I was outed against my will by online anti-zoo vigilantes to the rest of my family and they are conservative/religious people so we don't talk anymore. But, I'm 100% OK with that, we weren't very close to begin with.

My mother, boyfriend and some very close friends know. I think it's easier for me, since I don't have an animal partner to worry about. So far, it's gone ok. No one hates me for it, no one has spread rumors about me yet.

My boyfriend turned out to be sexually attracted to large felines, so that particular case turned out better than expected. He is the only one I regularly discuss the subject with. Most others still find it somewhat uncomfortable, and I can understand. It's a very private thing.

Coming out to other people is possibly one of the dumbest things you can ever do, or at least in my experience... sigh

I've told my mom once, but I said that I was only romantically attracted to canids because I knew my life would be ruined if I said that I was also sexually attracted to them.
First I had to explain what zoophilia kind of was.
She was a little confused and had to remind her almost every second that I wasn't sexually attracted to them because she kept asking.
She kept blaming my age and lack of experience and she thought that I was confused.
Another dumb thing I've done is tell about an online community.
''Don't listen to these people, you'll get infected by them!''
I'm pretty sure everybody knows here what it's like to argue about zoophilia online, well that's what we did for a few days.
Except we used our phones and she kept linking me to ''this and that.'' Her main reasons zoophilia / bestiality was wrong:

1. Animals can't give consent. (Couldn't convince her wrong, she's stubborn and thinks she's smart.)
2. It's dangerous for my girl, or as she calls it ''the dog.''
   She thinks that bestiality brings horrible infections and diseases. (Couldn't convince her wrong, she's stubborn and thinks she's smart.)
3. She thinks that you get ''bubbles on your dick.'' from bestiality. (Couldn't convince her wrong, she's stubborn and thinks she's smart.)
4. She says that animals are unclean so I shouldn't kiss her. (Couldn't convince her wrong, she's stubborn and thinks she's smart.)
5. A 'real' relationship for me is healthy and are actually human. (Couldn't convince her wrong, she's stubborn and thinks she's smart.)
   And many many many more stupid fucking reasons.
   It's things like this that make me horribly depressed from time to time.
   Sometimes she says things like ''Hey, that girl was looking at you.'' (Which greatly infuriates me) and I have to remind her that I won't ever like humans, and then remind her again that I won't have sex with dogs either. (Too bad for her that's not true.)
   But the worst part is that she asked help from a doctor.
   Thing is, she thought that he would keep it a secret, but he didn't.
   ALMOST I got people sent at me, ALMOST.
   I told her she almost fucked up my life, but she took it back and the doctor luckily never talked about it again. Dumbasses...
   Ugh... I can't wait to move out in a few years.

As for other family members, I don't have much.
I couldn't give a shit less about my dad and other parts of the family so that leaves only my brother.
I don't talk to him at all, it's usually ''where's mom?'' or something related to video games.
I won't tell him, I really don't know what he would think, but he's made a bestiality joke before when I was removing my bitches' 'heat pants' but that's just about it.

As for my friends...
I don't have much friends and I'd like to keep it that way.
I have an online Hungarian friend I know for a good few years now.
Once he made fun of someone's online profile.
''Look at all that perverted faggot shit.'' or something along the lines of that.
I said that you really shouldn't judge other sexual attractions and such.
Out of a sudden, I asked what he thought of homosexuality and zoosexuality. (I know, both subjects at one time is strange, but maybe it'll save me from some big red flags.)
He hated both for some reason.
He never told me, even if I kept asking.
''What? You don't know what's wrong with them? Do I really have to explain that to you?''
But I didn't say I was a zoophile specifically, but I don't know if he accuses me of it.
Apparently he sees my Steam profile (where I'm hinting at being a zoo a little) and all these insults towards me as sarcasm and jokes, so I guess I'm safe.
Although I've told him before that I was in love with a girl, even though that wasn't true. But hey, zoophile survival tactics...
In the end, he wasn't really friendly towards me anymore.
This resulted in not talking to each other for almost two months, but we forgot about it.

As for my other friends... I probably won't tell them.
It's not worth it.

You only asked about friends and family, but I've also told others, which resulted in witch hunts and other stuff, but that would probably make me comment about 3x longer.

Conclusion: It's not worth telling anyone. Never.
Look at how these humans fucking react. It disgusts me.
By the way, because of how they reacted, depression hits me from time to time and don't love my bitch as I used to anymore sometimes.

I guess you know where my obsession of wanting to be accepted comes from, and also a part of my misanthropy, as in fear, hate and 0% trust in humans.

EDIT: Looking at the other replies makes me jealous and mad.
I guess I'm the only person who gets shit for it. Nice.

Im out to a few close friends and a lot I didn't intend to let know...

My friends: The first person I came out to was my best friend. He have always been supporting me, he even tend to make friendly jokes about it. He is one of the only persons i can talk openly about this with. His girlfriend also know and are also very accepting and friendly about it. :) I told some of my other close friends but we never really talk much about it, they seem a bit uncomfortable about the subject, but if then seen stuff in the media they have sometimes asked a few questions. But normally it's not a topic that are brought up unlike with my best friend. (One of my friends once said that if he had a dog, he wasn't comfortable leaving me around him/her, and that hurt a lot, he later apologised about that.)

My family: I been wanting to come out to my mom, but every time the topic has been out like in media, her response wasn't exactly positive. So i asked a few questions about the subject and since she feels the way she does, i don't think i will tell her in the near future. :(

The rest: I made a stupid decision in university telling someone I thought I could trust. She shared something really personal that you wouldn't wanna let the wrong people know, but she trusted me with it, so I thought I could trust her also. But for some reason she didn't think that what I said to her was between us, so she told the whole class. (So I have no idea how many at my university that knows it) and it went really downhill... resulting in people avoiding me, they wouldn't work together with me or have me at their place, they didn't talk with me. They would rather stand up than sit next to me. They made my life a hell... (Luckily for me a few people would still work together and talk with me.) It was one of the worst things I have ever experienced, how cruel someone can be. The first two years was ruined, like didn't have any social life. I trusted the wrong person and it backfired. :(

My family by blood is unaware, and I am OK with that since they are not the closest people in my life. I love them dearly and we have no problems at all. However I have others who know more about me, support me, and are involved in my daily life.

Of those friends I consider family, eight or nine know that my boyfriend is a canine. My human partner is also aware. Him and several others don't necessarily understand, but respect and support how happy my boy makes me, and how happy I make him. All those who know do enjoy a light conversation, however only two or three are interested in more intimate mechanics.

Regardless of if people know my orientation, most of them do acknowledge and notice how deep of a connection my man and I have.

I'm out to nearly all of my friends with a generally warm, if rocky reception in some cases. I don't think there would be any way I could come out to my family, though.

I told my parents, that didnt go to well...

Most of what they said was the stuff you usually hear from people who are against zoophilia, im not really gonna go into detail. I have told them that its only mares I like, but still they dont let me even go near any animals at all when I am in their presence. So yeah, I guess you could say it didnt go well.

My best friend and my mother both know. We both maintain a largely silent acknowledgement of it. It helps that I'm also romantically attracted to people, so I can maintain some vestige of behaving romantically and sexually like a normal human being at times.

However, they sometimes make subtle jokes about it or acknowledge it in some other quiet way. They respect me, and therefore treat me like any other person would 99.99999% of the time.

I never meant for them to know, but they do, so I'm glad the situation has worked out favorably thus far.

https://www.reddit.com/r/zoophilia/comments/5649yw/found_this_while_cleaning_my_sons_room_im_upset/d8gp2ui/

There, now I don't have to type it again.

In short, yes, I'm out with them. As a consequence I am dependent on them due to the fact I can't function on my own. I will probably never be free of them.

I still love them, but I hate what they did to me.

It's a complicated home life, to say the least. and no, I will probably never ever be "getting any." I'm ok with that though, because the one I wanted to do it with is gone anyways.

Thus is my lot in life.

No, I haven't come out to anybody and I don't see why it would be anybody's business.

I don't plan to tell anybody. It would cause a family drama and my animals to be taken away from me in one way or another. I also don't feel the need to tell anybody. I suspect that the desire to do so comes from the desire to have such part of yourself accepted by others, and I don't have that concern.

I have come out to 4 of my friends; they have seen me interact socially with my dogs and see how much I care for them and how they reciprocate that love, so I don't think they are in any way concerned, and I think that helped a good deal in their understanding. None of them were expecting of it when I told them, opting to guess I was either gay or asexual. It doesn't effect my relationships with them in any way, aside from me knowing I can really fully trust them as I felt I could before. We always tend to have each others' backs, etc that kinda relationship. My relationship with my dogs doesn't really come up, but my dogs are usually hanging out too when they hang out so that's just something they've gotten used to. Other than that, I wouldn't tell my family but I am not really close with my family so that's no problem to me.

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I am out to my friends and my brothers. Friends think its funny and makes allot of jokes. They seem not to get that I fall in love with them and only think it a sex thing. :/