I am literally going insane. It’s summer and even though school is starting soon, I’m alone and all I have is my dysfunctional family. I’m 16, I’m not allowed out anywhere and everything suddenly feels extremely off and my depression and suicidal tendencies are spiraling down again. I talk to myself everyday and I can’t stop imagining things that feel too real; hallucinating things that no one else sees or hears. I have too much interest in death to be healthy mentally, death doesn’t faze me and I want to collect skulls, and I’ve had way to many first thoughts of killing wild animals when I see them. I’m not a murderer but I sure as hell sound like one. My mom doesn’t care about my mental health and even if she did, we’re too poor to afford therapy or anything like of the sort.