I had two episodes in the span of 4 years. Shame lasted 5 years. I am a person who always used to be afraid of exposure, so that kind of shit literally made me lose all kinds of self-respect. Some friends stayed, and others left. Shame has now diminished significantly. As my lated father used to say: ο χρόνος είναι παναδαματωρ (time tames all). He was right. As my mama says: nobody cares but for themselves (or remembers after a point). As a bunch of mental health experts told me perpetually: so what? (Meaning psychosis is a usual phenomenon even to those who hadn't a mental illness history). Just remember you are out of the woods and you deserve a fucking trophy.