Hello, I have a friend who I'm quite certain has suffered from depression for the vast majority of his life. He is underweight, has no interests or hobbies, doesn't look forward to anything in life, doesn't want help, feels emotionless most of the time, has no interest in seeking out friendships, wants to die (however is not actively suicidal), experiences near constant physical pain and anxiety, and probably some other things I'm forgetting. I've known him for over two years and I feel that if I had not become his friend, he probably would be dead at this point. He is currently 18 years old and is otherwise in good health.
He has some compulsions that he says don't bother him. Some examples: can't talk on the phone if someone else in in the room, can't eat two bottoms or tops of bagels at the same time, must take the second plate from the bottom, can't look someone in the eye when talking, can't complete an activity unless the next activity is ready (example: he was going to write a blog some time a ago, but he couldn't write any content until the blog already existed...at this point, there will be no blog), etc..
He dropped out of high school in his junior year (like a year and a half ago) but has recently started attending adult high school. He hates it more every time he goes. I'm worried that he won't finish it.
He refuses to seek help from a therapist. He doesn't want to use drugs at all. He was sent to a mental institution maybe two years ago, but they found nothing wrong with him for whatever reason. I can't force him to go, and his parents don't think they need to do anything to help him either.
I have always been there for him and tried to talk to him every chance he'll let me, but I feel like I'm only making things worse half of the time. He looks forward to nothing but death. The prospect of video games (what he spends the majority of his time doing), graduating college, escaping from his parents that he doesn't like, becoming independent, etc., don't make him happy at all.
It's extremely frustrating to deal with him. I've become quite depressed over this whole ordeal. I myself have dealt with depression for 8ish years of my life, and although I'm currently recovered, I'm worried about slipping back in. I don't know how much more I can take of this, but I won't abandon him. My concern for him doesn't matter to him at all. He is afraid of me and thinks I'm mean. Yet, he still gets lonely if I don't visit him.
I don't know what to do anymore. I need help. He needs help. What can I do to bring him the motivation to live and like it? What worked for me doesn't work for him. Please.