I feel as though I am hanging on by a thread perpetually. Citalopram doing nothing except killing my libido. I don't want to see anyone (apart from close family and then it's a struggle), I am tired tired tired of coping with everyone elses problems. My daughter bleats at me from dawn till dusk about a host of people I neither know nor care about. My mother and father are old, ill and not particularly helpful (see previous post). My ex (children's father) lost his job before Christmas (he too suffers from depression), with it his car and any financial security he had. May seem odd that I mention it but it does impact on me - most importantly I need to know he is ok when the kids visit him. My friends have their own problems (which I can't bear to listen to for long) so am keeping them at arms length. I feel as though I live in a goldfish bowl - prominent house in a village - too many people crane their necks as they go by so am existing with the curtains drawn permanently. I am not answering the phone to the majority of people and wouldn't even consider picking up if the number is witheld. Also ignoring texts unless it is one of my children - just can't cope with replying. Agoraphobia has crept in too - I have to absolutely force myself out of the door and if I can find an excuse I will. I am also struggling with invasive thoughts about people dying around me when I am waiting for sleep which is erratic to say the least! Last straw yesterday - someone I knew from school playground years back was found dead in suspicious circumstances - she was only 40.
Partner is supportive but I worry how much longer he will put up with this? (nearly two years now!) I am really trying so hard to hold it together.
For the record I went through 3 months of psychotherapy last year. He said it was perfectly clear that I understood everything that was happening to me and around me. He also stated that in all the people he had helped I probably had the highest level of self awareness. I have to say it wasn't what I needed to hear - I wanted there to be an epiphany! Not the first counsellor to say they couldn't help me further
although he was very happy for me to continue going.
So here I am, pissed off because kids back at school (apart from my daughter and I am dreading her putting in an appearance because she will want to talk about woman found dead yesterday and I don't really trust myself to deal with it well), partner back at work, a whole host of things coming up over the next few weeks I am dreading, such as going to clean for ma and pa because they can't cope and having to take my daughter for a medical in a town where there has recently been a shooting. I tell you I have the best imagination! 
Have a docs apt in an hour for more pills - she is great and will do anything I request within reason. We have changed medication already, looks like it may have to be changed again but (worryingly) I am not even vaguely hopeful for positive results any more.
Anyone else been in similar straits and come out the other side?