I was extremely fortunate to have the parents that I had, because they were very open-minded people. They didn't 'freak out' over any of my interests (that they knew about), and there were a lot of things that we shared a love of. It was other people in the family that weren't so accepting but, it never mattered what they thought. My parents were just fine with how I turned out.
I was content to identify as Pagan until I hit about 30. I realized some misinformed folks thought that meant I was a Satanist (though, I have been a King Diamond fan since I was 20, so that didn't help). So I decided to differentiate myself by saying that I am a Non-Orthodox Odinist. Which is the truth, but I said that just to watch their eyes glaze over while they tried to figure it out. The last few years, however, some people lose their poo when you mention Odinism because of the negative association with the whole white supremacy BS, so I have to be careful. Some people glare at me when they notice the traditional Thor's Hammer that I wear, but most of them are too afraid to ask what it actually means to me. Marvel's given me an out though; if I'm asked, I get to say, "Loki is my King", and they pretty much nod and leave me alone.
So yeah...ignorance bothers me. Ask a body before you assume and flip your lid.