"I remember my work partner (a woman), talking to another female coworker during lunch about their love lives. She was talking about an ex and how he cheated on her and lied to her and god knows what else. She then said something along the lines of “boys are the worst”, and I laughed. She then looked right at me and said “Except you, but you’re not a boy, you’re a man.”
I swear, my heart skipped a beat. It was the first time I was ever called something like that. It was amazing to be finally seen that way as a 30-year-old."
I never talked about my depression again, and I was successful in not showing my struggle ... and after some time I even felt better ...
Sorry to say I think it is too late.