sympathy and jealousy

I was just chatting to a friend from home and when she complained about not being interested in her PhD project, I actually told her how unmotivated I've been and that I've done no labwork in over a month and have been wondering if I really want to do this. I think the IM format lulled me into a false sense of security, since I'm not so used to talking to real life people that way. Although, maybe it wasn't a false sense after all, because it was no big deal that I told her. She was sympathetic, but she didn't seem to think it means I'm a big failure and should quit or anything.
She did jokingly say "maybe we're depressed :)" and I was worried my response was a little too suspiciously defensive. Then I worried that maybe I should've just told her I'm actually taking anti-depressants*, since it was a good opportunity. Oh well.
She also mentioned that another friend of ours, who is amazingly smart and talented, but somehow can still identify with all the insecurities I've been able to share, has started seeing someone in her lab. The other thing I could identify with about her is that she never went out with anyone in all the time I've known her. I'm happy for her, because she is really lovely and awesome and deserves to be happy (I just hope this guy is good enough for her), but I'm also kind of jealous. I used to have a lot of non-dating friends, so I didn't feel like quite such a freak, but I think I'm down to one, now.
At least my friend didn't use that topic to segue into questions about my own dating experiences or lack thereof. I guess she's known me long enough to know better.



*I just realised yesterday, that perhaps I should've told the psychiatrist that I haven't been feeling depressed, per se, just unmotivated and antisocial.