I don't know why my parents sent me to therapy in middle school. At the time I was told they were just hoping he would be able to help me do better in school. Which seemed odd at the time bt it meant I got to leave school early every day but when I recently applied to a job and they asked I mentioned the therapy and when I asked my parents where I went they got fairly defensive and wouldn't tell me... That seemed highly suspicious to me. When I started lookin back I remembered I don't remember trying to kill my sister (this is something neither of us have ever mentioned to anyone honestly I'm only brave enough to mention it now because anonymity on the Internet makes things easy) it was a long time ago I actually don't even remember when even the time before and after feels a lot like a shadow of a memory. I remember her and I were home alone. She was being annoying we were arguing (normal older brother younger sis stuff) and next thing I remember I was standing over her with my hands on her throat. I immediately let go and she was a little freaked out and fled to her room without saying anything I heard the door lock and then I was about 3 miles from home running barefoot down the street. I also recently hid a knife from myself which scares me a lil bit (I found it about a week ago in my closet) idk what's wrong with me and a large part of me thinks I'm just faking everything to get attention another voice deep down tells me no that's just what they used to say to keep the truth quiet I dont know... Sorry