You made a big start by telling us. When I was first diagnosed I was very ashamed of my disease. I didn't want anyone to know. I was at a rock bottom and it was my wife who pretty much made me go reach out for help. I did go willingly at that point. It has taken me years to fully accept my disease and not be ashamed. Now I do not care who knows and talk about it openly when appropriate. Yesterday I was getting my hair cut and told her that I have been getting depressed. She said oh are you taking anything and I said yes. She says I also suffer from it and am taking zoloft. You are not alone out there. As people have said take your time. Baby steps.