I remember being shocked when singer Ray Boltz came out of the closet several years ago. I assume that I wasn't the only one who felt that way, but it was a different kind of shock that I would have expected to feel. I had been "out"-ish for several years at that point and wasn't connected to anyone who knew the me who had been a believer in college.
I'm not saying that telling people you are gay is anything like being crucified, but there's a kind of dying of the old me and a rising of the new one.
Here's one of my favorite Easter songs. It touches me even more as it makes me remember that the "new" me doesn't have to let everything go from the old me and the old life. I can still be myself and be a believer with my whole heart and soul.