I feel guilty for not trying harder to beat this depression

I feel guilty for lying in bed awake hours before I actually go to sleep, and for lying in bed awake hours before I actually get out of bed.

I feel guilty for not cooking for my husband.

I feel guilty that we've been living in this house for over a year and still have one room that needs to be unpacked/is basically an overflow room.

I feel guilty that my office is a mess but I do nothing about it.

I am angry that this bipolar depressive phase has lasted 5 months so far. I feel cheated out of the good life that I deserve!

Might I add that I'm jealous of my husband for never having experienced severe depression and for all his hobbies and effective life coping skills that I appear to lack at the moment