I pretty-much just keep to myself. Fortunately (?)... because I'm old... I can just shut out the world & be done with it. And as long as I do, I can for the most part imagine that I'm just another older person... one with no mental health issues. But every so often, I have to go out for one thing or another. Whenever I do I'm reminded of who I really am. It's always a rude awakening...