Oh yeah, it's alright. My family doesn't know the extent of my illness, not sure if they'd care. They might just go in denial lol. My mom takes me to appointments and my step dad pays for my pills. I think that's as far as they'll go. My mom won't even sit with me during my sessions. I've gotten used to it though. I'm now comfortable with both my T and my pdoc. Well as comfortable asking I can be, I still don't talk much and bring in notes. But at least I don't have a panic attack every time I go in there. I do need professional help and am trying really hard to get it. That's one of the main reasons my sister left.