I Told A Friend

So... I was seeing a really nice girl. Similar age I'm 42), similar interests, wonderful heart, and great fun. This was for over a year. Nothing formal, just... Seeing. Then, for a number of reasons I decided that we should be be just friends. Ended that aspect of us, and prayed I'd retain her friendship. I'd alluded to my MDD a few times in the past, and told her that my head was in a mess. It took some getting used to, but she (luckily) stuck with me. I couldn't ask for a better friend. Yesterday, I forwarded her the excellent article on this forum, about MDD, and we went for a glass of wine down the pub after work. Whilst I wasn't expecting judgement, or mockery, I still had no idea how she'd react. She listened, she asked questions (some of which I'm still reluctant to fully answer) about the nature of my MDD, and told me she's here for me when I need her. It's not that there's anything creepy or dodgy, it's just being that open about it, discussing it... I just think it sounds childish or silly out loud. Anyway, the point I'm spectacularly failing to make is this: it was so liberating to finally speak about it. And speaking made me more determined to overcome this. I'll try, if I'm not being presumptious, to keep you updated, here. This week I've joined DDIB, found out more than ever about what is going on with me, found out I'm not alone, and taken steps in the right direction. Hope it works. S