I have to go to pick up a prescription, and I just dread leaving the house. I do not have agoraphobia. Normally, I love running errands and being out and about. But I've been kind of down and blue. I haven't left my apartment since Xmas eve . . . and I don't want to leave it. It's crazy, and I hate being like this. I just have to do it.

Usually an episode of depression blows over pretty soon, but this is hanging on.