this just came up with my therapist.
I could hear people in the next room clearly.
therapist asked , "why are you whispering?"
I replied, " if I can hear them they can hear me."

Therapist protested.

that's when I had a pizza delivered to my session. I paid the delivery guy an extra 10 bucks the barge in the room. 10 minutes before he came in I went on and on about how someone is going to discover all my secrets. We ate pizza.
Therapist analyze the entire pizza incident for the next 3 sessions. all the while I kept looking at the door.
insecurity is a 2 way street.
GB