Things are always much worse in our ruminations that they end up being.

I always balk about taking a new med. I'll go to my shrink, he'll give me a prescription, and then I start reading about all the horrible side-effects and say to myself it's not worth it. But I always seem to forget the obvious: I can always stop taking the drug if my nightmares come true. Even if I take just one pill, at least I tried. But if I don't, then I'll never know if my fears are warranted.

The things you don't feel like doing anymore? Those are your meds. Go to one group session and see how it is. If it sucks, you can always stop.

The depression is distorting your perceptions. Please don't succumb.