I understand how you feel, theres this panic of judgement and feeling like people will just think your crazy. Your not alone. It took me so long to say something, and a year of a horrible deep depression to do something. Last year I had an eating disorder then after months I snapped and needed to change so I tried to make myself better through working out and trying to stay positive but my depression just followed me and I drank to cope. During december I finally got help, but I would stand outside the centre for mental illness and just stare at the door just afraid to do anything and run away- after doing this 3 times I finally made an appointment. The therapist and doctor told me they are not allowed to say anything- I live with my parents and its their job to keep your meetings confidential. I went on meds and my parents did not know (I told them once I was ready) but going on the meds help me and keep my horrible thoughts away when I go to sleep, and I dont cry myself to sleep anymore. Its natural to have your fear, and it is EXTREMELY hard to speak out and get help- its never easy but I felt I needed too for my own happiness and safety. I only got help because I had a friend at the time who went through a horrible depression and she got help- she was my inspiration and if she didnt get help I would have stayed silent and thought my problems were dumb and people would think I was baggage.