My bronchitis is finally lifting after a second course of anti biotics and steroids, fingers crossed in a fw days it'll be gone completely and I'll be able to get back to do everything as normal.  My only problem now is, the depession that comes with being so ill. I seem to be slippng further and further each day, I wake up crying, I go to sleep crying, in between the sleeping and crying I cry some more. I don't want to go out, or I do want to go out but I don't want to go places where people might see me, I've allowed my  7  year old to walk to school alone for the first time because I can't face going out the house and the possiblity of seeing people. I don't know who to turn to anymore. I don't want to tell my husband, he'll worry and he has enough worry going on just now, he has no job as of the end ofthis month and is concerend with that, i know if i told him how I feel he'd march me off to the shrink and I'd risk being put into hospital and him losing his job early and all the benefits with it. I come across all happy and jolly on the outside when inside I'm slowly dying, I've lost all feeling, I'm even losing the will to cry. The tears are starting to dry up and there's nothing but numbness left.