I have no idea. I tried to hurt myself around 15/16 and went to a shrink who agreed with me that I thought maybe I am hypersensitive... I didn't like him and talked my way out of it. Went on my own to therapy around 5 years ago at age 34 for depression, dx became bp2 maybe 2 years ago. I had a lot of magical imaginary friends as a child. Maybe I was just ill. God that breaks my heart. I don't want my happy memories to be an illness.