Would you call this depression?

My mum and dad were never there for me. My mum went back to work when I was a baby. She never bonded with me as I was growing up. My didn't didn't play with my either. My sister and brother are mean to me. I don't like who I am. I hate looking in the mirror. I hate going out, I'd rather stay home. I don't ask for much at all, and though i get very little. I get called a freaky by my brother nearly every single day. Nobody in my class really likes me. I hardly ever smile because nothing brings joy to my life. I get criticized for doing that. I cry at least every week for no reason, just that my life sucks. I've found out I have depression, but I won't tell my parents because they won't take it seriously and think it's a joke. For my birthday, I'm getting nothing. I just want somebody there to comfort me, somebody who will be there for me. But in my world, I have noone.