My secrets, at least a few:

1. I didn't tell my partner I SI'ed last night. I am just wearing long pants so as to hide the wound. My fear: That she will find out the "true" me, aka the sick me. That she will leave me.

2. I heard voices of the devil when I was a child. I guess it was a hallucination. But I don't have them anymore. My fear: it really was the devil and I belong to him.

3. I want to kill myself even when I am not depressed, just as a matter of principle.