I went the opposite direction and generally told some of my struggles to my friends. They knew I went to T at work, I never hid that and occasionally I'd joke about it and occasionally they'd joke about it and occasionally they were insensitive about it (male boss my age) and occasionally I had really wonderful, deep conversations with the coworker I was closest to. I incorporated therapy into my life as much as possible and used it as much as possible in my real life situations as I could. I had several conversations too about therapy in general (did it work, did I think it would help them, etc.) and was a poster child of a sort :-)

One thing I found that worked with the dumb people was exaggeration and humor. If your friend were mine, MzJello, I would have told her a little of the fun posts we have here, how we've done torrid love affair posts and now are doing, "what kind of dog" and made her a little jealous and let her know I had more resources and friends and a deeper relationship than I possibly had time to tell her about? That would have taken care of her presumption and reminded me of the additional friendship and support I had here. We are just as real as she is. Combining and sharing makes larger and stronger, departmentalizing makes lonely, in my experience.