Most embarassing for me is the fact that between the meds and the depression I don't feel like doing anything but lay on the couch. I do work 40 hours a week, but they are easy work, but by the time I get home all I want to do is sleep. If my husband didn't cook something most nights I'd starve. I used to be so energetic, I miss that me. I had hobbies that kept me constantly busy. Now they set untouched for over a year.