I'd come right out and ask her, "What do you know about Depression?" "How would it impact you or make you feel if it turns out I have it?"

Would she be willing to tag along to a therapy session?

I think my children (adults) struggle the hardest but they have figured out that it is something I will never be free of. My son in particular seems to want to understand and makes a real effort. My father and brother on the other hand are very good to me, kind, and supportive. However, the seem to look at me as my illness (bipolar, depression) and not as me.