I don't feel shame for having BP. I feel stupid that no one picked up on it until I was 44. I feel guilt that my husband has to put up with me but then again he has severe PTSD so it balances out.

I do not tell anyone other than family (and not even all of them) about it and really only discuss it with my mom and my husband.

I feel a lot of things but shame is not one of them thankfully.