I feel like my depression is in a downward spiral again. I completed a partial hospitalization program in September, and then had a reasonably OK month. I thought that maybe depression would leave me alone for a while. The past few weeks, however, I've been drifting downward. The last week and a half has been especially difficult, and it is getting to the point where all I seem to do is lie in bed and think morbid thoughts. My house is a mess... dirty dishes, piles everywhere. All I've managed to accomplish today was going to my therapy appointment this morning. (I did tell him how I was feeling.) I'm seeing my psychiatrist on Wednesday... maybe I need to increase my meds. I don't know. I feel like I don't want to talk to my friends about my depression, because I've been down this street SO many times. I just feel kind of pathetic, like a lost cause, for having this same old struggle over and over. Can anyone relate to this?