Wow. We all keep so much from the world...

My secrets (kept even from my therapist):
I sometimes compare myself to those around me, and often (especially when my mood is lower) I conclude that I lack all decent human qualities, that I am worthless, that no one would love me if they truly knew me, etc. I realize that such thoughts are irrational, but I still have them and they still affect me emotionally.

Part of me is glad that I have a bipolar dx. I know that this is horrible, but it offers me an explanation (excuse?) for why I feel so different from everyone else.

Sometimes I wish that my depressions would be worse than they are, because I think I deserve to suffer.

I feel anxious around my family. Though they've been nothing but loving and supportive, I cannot help but believe that they secretly think I'm stupid and defective.

Fears:

Cancer, death, tornadoes, not ever changing or getting better.

Good thread!