Yes it is a good point. The last thing I felt like doing when I was depressed was going out. Infact I ran in the opposite direction, literally.
I first did it with a social Christmas breakup. I took a note of apology around to the restaurant early and packed myself off to the local state park for the afternoon, just incase they worried and came looking for me. I literally couldn't face anyone.
Also did it with my work Christmas breakup. Got my sister to drop my Kris Kringle off to a work colleagues house with an apology for being a no show.
Then for my nephews birthday. I couldn't face questions from other relatives who weren't up to date with my situation, so I hid inside the lounge room all night fighting back tears and just wishing I could go home. Which I did, early. My other nephew drove the kids and I home because I was physically too exhausted to do it myself.
Must admit that I'm a nurse with 27 years experience, yet until I developed depression myself I had no idea of just how it affected people. There is more to it than just thinking, "pftttt they should just get over it.":-(