Almost all of us on the forum have gone through a process of denial. Most of us have tried to act "normal" and fight it for so long that admitting it feels like defeat. When I first read the traits, I INSTANTLY knew it was me. It was a lightbulb-type moment, but I also got this wrenching feeling in the pit of my stomach that screamed NO....it can't be. It's only been the last three or four months that I've owned up to the disorder....and I still can't talk to anyone about it. Deep down, she probably knows, but it's very hard to get to that point of acceptance.