Hi, I'm a 20 yr old student at university. I'm pretty sure I'm depressed but I don't know and the idea of talking to my family isn't welcoming I think they will pass it off as over-reacting or brush it off with a "go to the doctor" statement. Im going to try to explain how I've been feeling but I might not be very good at it. I have basically isolated myself from my friends, I have been ignoring phone calls just so that I don't have to make excuses to do anything with them, this has been going on for a long time now probably more than a year. I have lost the will to do absoluetly anything. Although this might sound dramatic, I hate my life. Ive been with my boyfrien now for approx 2yrs, I don't know if I love him anymore, I don't want to have sex with him, the idea is almost revolting to me. I don't want to go to university either I hate the idea of it and dread it for days, I'm not comforable around other people any more, probably because I've isolated myself from everyone besides my immediate family and my boyfriend. I started lying and saying I'm sick so that I don't have to be woth my boyfriend and so that I have an excuse to hide away from my family. I am constantly unhappy, I feel completely miserable and cry a lot more now than I ever did, for absolutely no reason. I don't see a point in actually living I have thought about dying but I know I would never have it in me to kill myself. I have messed up my sleeping patterns to the point that I don't want to sleep any more though I feel low on energy all the time and lack the motivation to do as much as shower sometines, I spend a lot of time just sitting in a daze thinking. I still seem to have my rational side about me and I have been analyising my every thought and feeling in an effort to make sense of this. I have put on a lot of weight, then removed it with exercise only to fall back on bad habits, I have come to actually dislike myself so myself esteem is suffering deperately. One aspect of my life is now that I have become obsessed with reading, I find myself being drawn into someone else's life in these fantasy books and when they are finished I am very emotionally distraught, I find myself wishing I could be one of these characters in the books just to get away from my life, then becoming ridiculously upset that this can never happen and I can't change my life. I've felt unhappy for a long time I don't know what to do any more I can't see any hope that I will ever be happy or that my life will actually be worth living. It feels good to talk about this, even if its really only to myself. Do you think I am depressed? What should I do?