Hi Lornalady,

I can really relate to your story. I'm also extremely anxious about "bothering" the doctor/therapist. Please muster enough courage to discuss the meds option. They can help tremendously (or so I've heard). In my case they take the edge off a bit. It's hard to describe ... they don't exactly give me more energy, but they do help me move more quickly - as in, when I finally do decide to get out of bed I no longer slither onto my feet at a snails pace. They also help with my anxiety a bit, and I think they do help me sleep better - not exactly more sleep, but better sleep.

I also had a car situation that left me feeling like a nuisance to the health care profession. I was driving to my second appointment with the therapist. I was stopped at a stoplight, and then the car behind me crashed into me. I didn't even have the phone number for the therapist's office with me, so I had to bother the doctor's office to get the number from them so I could cancel my appointment. This kind of stuff happens.

I've been "getting help" for about a year now, and it is not easy, but it's worth it. I decided to get help because my husband deserves better than the way I am when I'm severely depressed. It sounds like you have a very concerned SO to help you through this, too. Let that fact make you feel better about getting help. Please keep trying.