The short, snappy answer is that I never had any to lose. A consequence of growing up as a misfit, I guess.
Most of my "good acquaintances" in real life are in the theatre world. That community tends to be very LGBTQ+ friendly, so there has been no problem. There were a couple of actors with very church-y reputations, but they never gave me a hard time.
Same thing with neighbours. Either they have been accepting, or coolly polite.
There was one guy in the fire department who shook his head and said he "couldn't get his head around it", but the law and the necessity of teamwork in that environment kept him in line.
I tried to contact some of my old air force classmates and colleagues. The majority have, surprisingly, been very accepting in a way that they probably wouldn't have been back in the day. A few have been cool to the attempted contact, and I didn't push it.
At this point, I am long past coming out. I am out, I am me, take me or leave me. The prevailing ethos here in Canada, and especially in Nova Scotia, is that, if you don't know what to make of someone, be polite. That works pretty well. I have had no hostilities.