Oddly enough I'm not ashamed and never really have been. On the other hand, there are a select few people that I share my condition with as I don't believe in opening myself up to vulnerability with people I don't think will understand. I can only recall being afraid to tell my mom when I was a child that I felt extremely sad, irritable and hopeless because I didn't think she would understand or believe me. But of course, this was before I knew she too was suffering from depression.

I just hope you all are well on your way to finding or have found people genuinely understanding enough to be a good support system.