Its horrible the way we are treated. Like we have a contagious disease. We can't be honest with anyone about our illnesses because it has such a horrible stigma. After my appts with my therapist at the mental health part of the hospital in my town, i sometimes go to the cafe to have lunch. The people there know me now and they chat with me sometimes. Well one day someone from the cafe was delivering food to the mental health section and they saw me there. The next time i went to eat they all stared at me and the waitress asked me how i was doing and was i ok. She sounded like she was talking to someone with a terminal illness, she had such pity in her voice. Now no one says much to me when i go in there, they barely wave hello. Its sad but true that you should keep your diagnosis to yourself.