I grew up in an abusive family where you never were allowed to have anything wrong. (I just had ankle reconstruction surgery for an ankle I broke at 15 and kept running 5+ miles/day on immediately without knowing it was broken and ultimately damaging it badly).

I had to have help for quite a while with learning when I needed to go to a dr and when I needed to complain. I am so fortunate to have someone in my life who helped like that. I kind of sensed you are the way I was and so I'm glad I didn't offend you; I just know I needed a lot of help to know what to say and when it was time to say it. Eventually I found a psychiatrist and a family dr who were able to help me learn to advocate for myself although as recently as 5 years ago I had to go to talk to my family dr to explain that I would lie about pain after I lied with some testing he did to see if I had a kidney stone and made it seem I didn't when actually I had passed a stone probably earlier that morning without any pain control. Now he questions me more carefully if I should be in pain. Even my dentist has learned I'm not trustworthy with pain after I said a badly infected tooth "sort of hurt" and he found that I would have been needing IV antibiotics in about 24 more hours. It's a hard thing to learn but vital. And you will learn it. It's one of the things bipolar makes sure you do or you will struggle even harder than you would originally.