Maybe it would. I really liked the book by Brene Brown, Daring Greatly. It could be freeing to get to know someone and very slowly open up to them. My T is always telling me to "be open" and to accept the love of those around me (which I groan and roll my eyes at because soooooo fluffy). That being said, I've become more open with my husband and my best friend and it's been incredibly affirming.

My parents ignored my depression (which has finally come to a head) and so I felt so much shame about it. It's taken a long while but slowly I'm starting to find people who are accepting and who hear me. It's not been easy and it's been slow, but worth it.