Depression

I'm almost entirely sure I'm depressed, not sad and mopey--clinically depressed. I don't think it's extreme at this point but I still show a lot of the signs of depression. There's a lot of family history for depression, so I may be a little sensitive to the signs but I at least know what it looks like. This is the closest I've been, the worst I've been--I can tell you that. My mom and I decided I should see a psychologist.

Today is the worst. I couldn't get myself out of bed until after noon; when I did get out of bed I didn't want to do anything. It's now almost 6:30pm and I've eaten a sweet roll, run for 30 minutes, played piano, showered, and cleaned my room. I haven't done anything for more than about 30 minutes. I don't want to talk to anyone today, I didn't want to listen to music at first, and I've had to force myself to do everything I've accomplished today.

I'm scared.