People were sharing their struggles with depression, with finding the right help and understanding. Kindreds! So I revealed that I share that struggle. And as I spoke, my 'face' fell off in a sob. And then saw that others, coworkers, were not far away, and listening. fear! fear! I'm afraid to reveal my depression, my struggle because I sense a stigma: That I can't be trusted. I truly believe a stigma isn't always present anymore, but it is still there. Do you feel it?