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In my experience, there were times when I didn't share everything with everyone because of (poisoning) paranoid delusions. I did not want "responsible" parties alerted. Other times of heightened delusions, I did not share pertinent info because I "knew" EVERYONE was in on the whole conspiracy; so, it was pointless to be redundant. (Besides which--they could read my mind.)
Even in relatively stable circumstances though, Elsa, your point is well taken. Sharing too much may mean being hospitalized against our will. Once you have confided in the wrong person, it is more than possible that everyone within that person's sphere of contacts is told. Therefore, those who endeavor to keep their medical conditions private discover the whole world knows--meaning most will never look at us the same again.
Numbers have taken on a new significance for me, too. It can be exhausting trying to decipher all the messages and their meaning. I order my brain to cease to no avail. Also, seeing specific numbers--sometimes birth dates or birth years--immediately brings images of special people in my life to mind. That was never the case before.
As far as religion, it played a major role most of my life until my psychotic break. Overnight, I no longer believed, and was shocked I ever had. I DO believe there is order and meaning to all this. Desire to understand all the intricacies of life's ultimate meaning contributes to my mind's constant chaos.
Whatever you choose to do, how I hope it brings you peace. I definitely share your view of always taking what good you can from a situation and leaving the rest.
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