Bipolar maybe? Depressed? Maybe neither
I'm 15, and I know I have a good life. I'm in sports, I have friends. I'm not bullied or anything. It's just that every little thing usually makes me mad. My sister will say something to me, and I just want to lash out. I try to keep quiet, but I can feel myself getting more and more angry, so I end up arguing. My dad has never been there, he has schizophrenia, and my mom was diagnosed with bipolar when she was 16. I don't know what I have, I know its not just the teenage years. I've have cut before, and I have thought about multiple things to harm myself. I never do them, because I don't have enough courage. I'm scared, I don't want to do them, I don't want to do anything to myself. Some days are really good. Some days are not bad, and some days are just terrible. I get to over thinking about things.My mom has told me that she would take me to therapy. But I feel like I don't need it, maybe its because I'm scared of going, I don't know what it is. And maybe there's really no answer to my solution, maybe I just needed to vent.