I feel hollow. Empty. I feel nothing but anger and desperation. Every second I am bombarded by disturbing thoughts. Voices which verbally assault me with mocking words and suggestions to harm myself. Thousands of them, all screaming at once, telling me how worthless I am--how I am a burden to all who know me. I've lived for ten years with these thoughts poisoning me; ten excruciating years of being perpetually on the verge of tears. Medication has no effect. Any further help is out of reach because I lack the money and have no insurance. I have an overwhelming urge to skin myself alive. I have given myself multiple concussions by beating myself in the head as punishment for various faults. I see no escape within this life. And as such, I have been regularly and genuinely considering suicide. My friends have left because they can't handle my mood swings. I have no one to tell this to. I keep this all to myself because I don't want to be a burden to anyone. I am so desperate, however, I've resorted to putting my issues on this site. And that makes me think even less of myself than I already did.