Depressed

E thinks I am depressed. Clinically depressed.
He confronted me last night. He said I had all the symptoms, that he had even verified it with his doctors.
I denied it, I said I was just tired, I was stressed, it was just a bad time, but then I looked at his face. It was filled with sadness and love. I couldn't deny it anymore.
Then I cried.

I went on the computer and looked up "signs of depression". I just stared at the screen, I didn't even blink.
I had most of the symptoms.

I guess I haven't dealt with my Father's death completely & in a healthy way. I don't want to hurt my family any more.
I will find a doctor today & get help. Help I cannot give myself even though I have tried.
Tried so hard.
I am just to tired to try anymore.