In 2005 I owned a health food store that went under. I declared bankruptcy, and 3 months later my SO left me and moved away. I was extremely depressed. I went to bed and stayed there for 3 weeks.
At the time I had 2 dogs, a Bichon Frise, Dudley, and a little terrier-poodle cross, Coco Puff. I had to get out of bed to feed and water the dogs and put them outside. Coco was glued to my side 24/7. She jumped up on the bed with me and wouldn't even leave my side to eat or drink. I had to get out of bed and go sit in the kitchen so that she could have her dinner and drink her water. I believe that dog saved me. If I hadn't had the dogs to take care of I don't know what would have happened to me.
After 3 weeks I got my sorry butt out of bed and went to the doctor's. The dr. gave me celexa. I gradually got better when the celexa kicked in.