I went to dinner on Saturday at a restaurant with my parents and a friend of ours. The next day my friend told me I wasn't being very hospitable at the dinner. I felt horrible that she felt that way. I think it is the depression. I don't feel like talking. I don't feel like interacting. I just want to lay in bed and I guess I could see that not talking much is not being hospitable. But sometimes surviving is all one can do. I sort of felt shamed. I know she doesn't understand depression but IDK it still bothered me.