I don't think I'm ashamed of depression, but more what has come with it. I'm ashamed that I chose to self harm as a way of coping. Ashamed that I have attempted to kill myself several times. Shamed of being in hospital. Ashamed of how my life has gone. I had a relationship, house, job, and a life. Don't have any of that now and it's a long road to try and get any of that back again.