Am I insane? Am I crazy? I want to rip out my hair. Mad . . . yes, I am going mad. I am a monster. The horrific things I have done . . . it's unspeakable. I am so afraid. What if I become psycho? Develop a personality or mental disorder? I feel like a raving madman. I spend countless hours internally diagnosing myself, sorting out my problems. Trying to label and correct. I have learned that people often don't develop mental illnesses and personality disorders until their late teens and early twenties. The stresses of moving out, college, and identity struggles will trigger the tendencies that a person may have inside them that have been dormant. I fear myself. I feel like a monster. I have hurt and permanently damaged people in my life. What if I hurt more people? What if I get out of control? What if I go completely insane? I am so afraid of hurting people. I scream in agony for all that I have already done. How could this be my life? Why am I the awful person I am? Wh...