So true.

Funnily enough, when you said she accuses us of being horrible, I thought you were saying that she called the U.S. horrible. :D

I wonder how long she'll survive. Some of the bad newbies quit after a week because no one worships their stories.

*spews out water* oh that was hilarious! XDDDD And no, I think the U.S is a wonderful place to live. XDDDDDDDDDDDD

I've had stuff like that happen to me before. >_>
WHICH is why I decided to stick with one hairstyle. ^_^ And make my dad cut my hair. (I already cut his hair. Saves $12 a month. Why can't he cut my hair, too?)

...You sure, Cass? (I know, you weren't talking to me, I can't help myself. <:^D) I'm telling you, you don't have to take medication. AT LEAST go see a therapist. There's a good chance he/she can help you in some way shape or form. And, hey, maybe they can help you get through this, and maybe they won't. They'll at least help you control your moods better and your reactions to people and negative situations. (That's the only GOOD thing that came of me seeing a therapist when I was little.)

If it's any consolation, I've been going through serious moments of anger, too. I don't want to make this about me, but... I've already scratched the hell out of both my arms purely out of not having anywhere for my rage to go. They're very sensitive and as red as apples and starting to bruise. And I've kicked my poor little dog more times than I'd like to know...which doesn't help because now I hate myself for it...poor baby wasn't doing anything wrong. So if you feel like you're the only one that's angry, know you're not the odd man out, okay?

Nah, it wouldn't do any good... I think there is nothing that makes me want to snap more than a therapist, looking at me, looking past me and talking like I'm not there, just spitting advice that erases me, erases the emotions.
I can see quite clearly how therapists get killed by their patients, and I shouldn't have to stuff myself with meds. No one should.
I find it kind of ironic... my mom, who is the most anti-med person I know, ending up with a kid like me... I'm extremely trying to her no-drug rule. >_>
You kick your dog? The worst thing I've done was throw a rock at a bird... About a week ago I started to get really angry at my mom for no good reason, and started hurling things around in my room and punched the wall, bit the crap out of my knee and lip, and, according to the Cutting thread, severed the nerves in my lower leg... And it's sad, because I can still taste how I used to be, impossible to anger... Instead of moving forward, I've fallen back... After my mom heard me start punching the wall, that was when she started to monitor my food... that was the day I heard the people in my head... :^/


The more I think about this, the more I think it's just a teenager thing with me. There's no way I'll ever take medication simply for growing. No way I'll go to a therapist as a mental patient just because I'm perfectly healthy.

If you honestly think that's what it is...then, well, that's good. That means it will end eventually. And I respect your choice of not seeing a therapist.

I DIDN'T MEAN TO...okay? ;_; I've never harmed my little baby before.....I feel so incredibly terrible about it.....especially since the sweet little dog totally forgave me. He just curled up in my lap about two minutes after it first happened. He was just in the line of fire when I got angry...I hate myself for it. I really do. *resists urge to dig my nails into my arm again* I talked to my dad about the whole thing, and I got the chance to vent for the first time in forever. I think it really helped.

I know how you feel about counselors and therapists, too -_-

While I was getting screamed out I was shaking on the couch, rolling around like a bug on it's back. Then I threw a remote control. O_O And yeah, my mom doesn't want me getting tested for some minor mentalish stuff, because she said it can be helped and controlled without meds. But keep in mind, the condition I may have is probably... minor? compared to schizophrenia.

Hey... don't feel bad... I don't think of you any differently. :P It seems the same way as me coming home, emotionally and mentally deadened from school and dissing my brother... I suck as a sister, but I've been trying to work on my meanness. >_<
Don't feel bad... just let go. <:^J
I'm pretty sure dogs do that in the wild, anyways.
I never talk about my emotions to other people, only when I'm forced to, and even then they're simplified enough to mean anything. "I threw my room stuff again, tried to rip open the pillows, came downstairs, curled up on the couch, punched my leg as hard as I could, bit my knee, bit the couch, cried with anger" becomes, "... I felt bad about it." I've always had problems with speaking, and it doesn't help when the words get caught, literally CAUGHT in my head and just don't come out. ._. Stutter = suckage.

My mom raised me not to be a complainer; so I am determined that just because I hear voices, they are not hallucinations (despite them being classified as so), and I am not schizophrenic. Sure, I fit the emotional criteria of schizophrenia and the physical criteria (catatonia, etc), but... I can't be mentally ill. It is not an option for me...
(*facepalm*)
My brain is too hard on me... -_-'

I don't mean to pry, but what condition do you think you have?