I agree with all above. But for me, the worst part of depression is that my brain, which was once my friend, is no longer to be relied upon.
It lies to me. It tells me things which are not true, and goes on to justify itself. So I do not stop taking the meds. My brain is capable of convincing me that self destruction would be a good thing, so why the hell should I believe it when it tells me to lay of the pills?
I could go on, but wont. See your doc, pronto.