My childhood friends know all about my mental health problems. They observed a lot of it firsthand long before I start receiving treatment. I used to be a lot more open about it with people. I'm very picky now about whom I tell. I would tell old friends if we were close enough to have mutual trust. If I don't have that with someone, then I wouldn't consider them much of a friend anyway. It's not the first thing I would talk about at a high school reunion. It's pretty much on a need to know basis. I decide who needs to know.