I've been trying to deal with my mental disabilities since I was five. I've constantly been told that there's something wrong with me, and it always changes. Currently, I'm diagnosed with ADHD, Aspergers, Bipolar, PTSD, and BPD. My doctor is still trying to tack even more on. Sometimes, I don't think my self-esteem can't get lower. My big sister used to be my biggest help and savior. Now, she's knocking me down and making me feel worse. I'm failing school, and I have very violent tendencies that scare both me and my family. These 'monsters' have been on my tail for years.
