Help?

I've posted before, but I would like to reveal a little more info on my problem.

Since this is a self-injury forum, I might as well start off with that. I cut because I have an obsession with blood. Of course, I always regret it afterwords because I have to hide all these deep cuts all over me, but I get into one of my funks and I have to do it. I hear voices telling me that if I don't, I'll die. They call me obscene names because I can't cut deep enough for their liking(always yelling "Deeper!! Harder!!). Well, then again, he's always calling me obscene names. I have two voices: a male that's always telling me the bad side of things and calling me names and telling me to hurt myself and others and threatens to kill me if I tell my parents about him. The other voice is a soft, female voice who praises me constantly and tells me that life may suck, but I'm better than everyone else and I'll be a great person and have an impact on society. The female's always under the control of the male, and only slips out when I'm in the depths of an episode. Oh, that's what I call them: "episodes". I get these episodes that last anywhere from an hour to a day of where the voice gets louder, I'm suspicious of everyone and everything (I can't eat peanut butter crackers or my mom's brownies anymore because he says they're poisoned), and I want to hurt someone. Well, I ignore them (though I have gotten to the point of taking a knife out and bringing it to my dad's door, but that was a while ago), but it's not me, it's him. He tells me to hurt people because they think I'm stupid and slow and they want me to die. I try my damnest to ignore him, so I cut myself instead. Oh, the paranoia. The paranoia's terrible. I think everyone's talking about me badly, and like I said, poisoning my food and generally hating me. I'm scared so badly that he's right and I'm just wasting my time trying to make any sort of friends or talk to anyone. Did I mention the obsessions? I have to touch things and adjust them when I walk by. I can't help it, I have to or he threatens me again. And I laugh at the most inappropriate things: like a fist fight, or someone dying or children in africa. I don't mean to, I just do.

I've talked to my friends and they say I have schizophrenia, but I'm an adolescent and I don't think I would have it at my age.

So, any help as to what this is? Or maybe someway I can stop it without a psychiatrist, because the one time I told my dad he didn't believe me and my mom just doesn't care.

I'm so sorry you have to go through this I'm not an expert of things, but i think it would be a lot easier for you to deal with stuff if you had some help, like a pdoc, a T or a councelor. Is there any way you could get help without your parents involvement? Have you tried calling some of the helplines, they might have some good ideas as to where to get help. In the country where i live they really can help with finding a T.

Leah, you must get help. If your parents aren't going to be helpful you must go beyond them and get help. Can you tell a teacher or a school counselor? How about a different family member?