I'm glad that I ran into this post. I took some time reading it, and I can completely relate to everything. I was just diagnosed with depression yesterday. Ever since I started university, and started living alone, I've had trouble getting up in the morning, that I was occasionally late to my morning classes. I don't want to do anything. My eating cycle is completely ruined; one day I eat nothing, the other I pig out on as much food as possible. Ideas are swimming in my head, but I don't even want to get up and start writing. Even drawing has become lost on me. I feel like I'm becoming empty, my emotions fading away, and I fear I might become a body with an empty soul. The realisation hit me hard yesterday, and I felt angry and horrified at the same time. I have never felt so alone, and so sad, but I also don't want to see anyone. I miss my parents, but at the same time, I want to blame them for allowing me to get that far. I've decided to seek for help, and I'm still waiting for my appointment.
It's great that you have taken this step to write this amazing post. Hats off to you, and your bravery. You're amazing.