Should you reveal a mental health diagnosis while making your first romantic impression?

I’m nowhere close to being able to answer this question for you. Instead I’ll just recount my own experience in meeting my love. I’ll make this short and sweet:

Upon getting to know each other at a friend’s going away celebration, we sat down at a table. We asked each other (I don’t know in which order) what we did for a living. I told her that I was taking yoga classes at my local university for fun (and for financial aid). I had my bachelor’s in Arts & Letters at the time, but I wasn’t really doing anything with it. I had a part time job (every saturday) working at the local farmer’s market, which earned me around 9 dollars an hour. I was making about 200 dollars a month. I was broke to society’s norms and standards in all aspects. That is, except for one. I was not poor in passion. I told her that I also did work for our mental health community as a member of the Young Adult Leadership Council (YALC) of the Early Assessment and Support Alliance (EASA). I told her that I wanted to work in the mental health community because psychosis is something that I went through and have deep convictions about. I wanted to relate with people and help bring them to a reality of peace. She heard me out, looked past my "shortcomings of mental illness", and decided to invest in me. She told me about how her mom has bipolar disorder and we went from there. Of course I put on the moves to try and win her heart, but I was honest throughout the whole process. I think that’s what she saw in me. Eventually she motivated me to work for Portland State University as a mental health research assistant (21 dollars an hour/ 4 days a week). This was a huge jump in pay, which doesn’t matter all that much, but I’m telling you this to exemplify how easy money can come and go, (how silly it is). She urged me to continue following my dreams, and I eventually applied for a doctorate program at Pacific University. I was denied the first time. I applied again and was accepted for the following year. I’m currently in my 2nd year of the program and things are going pretty well, as I’m being exposed to such great opportunities to work with communities who struggle.

Sorry, that wasn’t that short, but I hope this helps. 

The lesson I take away from that experience: Don’t hide your dreams. Someone is bound to believe in them.