The majority of people in my life know about what is going on with me as I have been very open with it. All my work colleagues know about it and we openly discuss it and I have openly posted on my social media about it so all my friends know, even some acquaintances at the local pub that we go to know about it as, like @Sister and @Romla I figure it is now part of my life and I shall be open about it. The only reason I didn’t want my BIL and his wife knowing is because we have been estranged from them for about 6 or 7 years and they are extremely nasty, toxic, unpleasant people who I could literally see saying “hope she dies” or “couldn’t happen to a nicer person”. The thought that they know everything about my pain and distress through this makes me feel absolutely sick and the fact that she was expressly told not to tell them because she knows how we feel and she has again gone and done this. I’m pretty easy going most of the time and roll with the punches but some things just really piss me off. She has been showing the neighbours photos of me in my wig, which asking me would of been nice but it’s not the end of the world and I really couldn’t care but because she doesn’t do anything and has nothing to talk about it’s like I’m her topic off conversation now so she is relevant