This exactly what the inside of my brain looks like. But one thing is different, my brain can't solve the problems and sometimes I say to my self: " If this is the solution I want my problem back. I live it on a daily basis, that the personalities in my head are fighting until on is near the end. One side is "Me" and the other side is everything terrible and horrifying you can imagine. Often I wish I could take an eraser and rub this shit side away.
I told my parents yesterday evening about is I feel and that I’m suicidal and wanna die and stuff like that (except the selfharm). I was right all the time, my dad doesn’t understand, he thinks it’s a phase where all teens go through... I feel so bad omg I’m shaky as hell and I just wanna stay at home. I regret that I told them. They are treating me like I’m a different person. I hate that. Btw I also found out that lots of my family members have suffered from depression, anxiety and self harm. Why didn’t they tell me??