There's no shame in it, and it's probably not going away on its own. I was there this time last year. It was hell. I couldn't see any light or see a way that I could ever be happy again. I pretty much hit rock bottom and started thinking maybe others would be better off without me around. My family intervened and helped me realize that those feelings weren't reality and were not me. It took a month or two but with lots of prayer, medication and counseling I started to feel like myself 100%. My doctor told me that it would be at least a year on the meds. I am a person who is reluctant to take much of any medicine, but I have diligently taken it as prescribed and still do daily. To you or anyone reading this who may be going through this type of trial: please reach out, don't be ashamed, you are loved and needed and there is healing and happiness ahead.