Illegal Toilet, you sound pretty similar to me. I have many problems with avoidance when I find things stressful, and to be honest my avoidance always makes things worse in the end, especially when i do eventually have to deal with the stressor (and its consequences).

This year is the second time I've been officially kicked out of university. I just could not be bothered to attend class and do my assignments and exams. My first year ever of university was back in 2003, and since then has been a series of failing academic years, re-starts, pretending to famil I was still attending uni when I wasn't, etc.

As far as I remember it's gone like this.

2003 started uni in September.

2004 was sectioned due to suicidalness in Feb for three weeks. Re-started uni in September.

2005 I failed my first year due to the depression but didn't tell my family i'd failed. I was given the option of re-starting the first year but didn't take it up.

2006 I pretended to my family I was still in uni when in fact I wasn't there as I'd failed. My family found out in February. Re-started uni again in September.

2007 I actually managed to pass part of my course (I was trying to study French and German, and I passed German and failed French). in September I was told I'd have to move onto single honours German as i couldn't take French anymore. I also had to re-take a unit from the first year.

2008 i was at uni in the second year, but I stopped attending as I felt the lecturers were laughing at me due to my numerous re-starts etc. in september I was due to go on the year abroad with university as part of my languages degree. I failed the second year and so couldn't go abroad with the university, so what did I do? rather than telling my family I had failed again, I went abroad by myself to Germany, living in a flat with some German students.

2009 I continued living in Germany, telling my family I was studying at uni there. I was due to start my third year in September (so my family thought) so, for a reason I'm not sure of now, I told my family I'd quit my university course in September 2009, and I started on a new course at a further education college.

2010, until April-ish, is the only time I've ever been certain that my depression was gone. Around that time my motivation slackened off but I was still able to complete and pass the course. In september I started a new course at a different uni, studying combined honours Biology and Psychology. The psychology bored me (i struggled with all the stats stuff and i didn't like how the lectures were delivered). I stopped attending psychology (I did intend to miss just one lesson, at first).

2011 I kept attending and passing biology but it became increasingly hard to keep up motivation for going to classes but I managed it, mainly because I had made friends on my course. I passed biology and failed psychology. I wasn't motivated enough to take the summer resits even though I knew i'd be kicked out if i didn't take them. Of course I was kicked out. I appealed against the decision and they did write a letter allowing me to have to take the exams again before I could progress in the second year but I don't think there is any point as I can't see me passing the degree anyway. I pretended to my family that I was still going to uni until November, and then it all came out, including that I'd lost my part-time job at a supermarket over the summer (which I'd had since 2004), because I hadn't been bothered enough to attend. My dad's reaction to the news meant I left home (temporarily?) and I am staying at a friend's house.

That's my story of university and avoidance, they don't go well together, lol.