Heh... I wish it was just bipolar I was closeted about. It's unlikely I'll date again, since I'm widowed, and still in love with my husband. But if at some future stage I wanted to date again, I'd be too embarassed about my diagnoses to even try. I would wait till my son was an adult at least before I considered dating again, since he's had so much crap to deal with, I want to just be there for him until he's old enough to fly on his own. So, maybe five years from now I'll fall for someone... and I'll feel too fat, too old, and too mad to really consider the relationship. Very few people would want to be in a relationship with someone who's mental health description commences with the beautiful adjectival prefice "schizo"...