*sighs* Guess What? I have more negativity to share! This is just telling what the voices were telling me during the dark times. And how I know things aren't going well. I don't feel like I told you guys what the voices really told me. So here we go.

In the morning:
What's the point to get out of bed? Staying here is better. No one will judge me here. I can pretty much see the school being much better without me.
Getting dressed:
Look at you. You're so fat. You're undesirable by many. No wonder why everybody hates you.
Eating breakfast:
You're such an ungrateful brat. You don't deserve what people made for you. People deserve it more than you!!! Don't eat!
Brushing my teeth:
What's the point of going to school? I'm a lost cause. I'm too far gone on the stupid spectrum.
Going to school:
I don't wanna go to school. I'm gonna be judged. I'm gonna be hated. Everyone's going to say, 'Oh look, it's the dumb and mean girl.'
During school:
Look at the students around you. They're so much smarter than you. You don't deserve to be in this class. Someone could replace you and they would be a way better student than you. You're failing your and everyone else's expectations. Best to give up now.
Got a question wrong:
Stupid, stupid, stupid!!!! Everyone is ashamed of you now! How could you get that question wrong! You are absolutely undeserving of this education you're getting!
After school:
Wow, look at that cut you gave yourself today. Not even that deep like yesterday!! Tomorrow, try to do it harder. You made it bleed once, you can do it again.
At home:
Breathe. Don't overthink. But... I feel like I'm an ungrateful brat. See your grandparents taking care of you? You should be taking care of them!!! And what's about you being the victim of every story? YOU'RE THE BAD GUY.
Evening:
I want the voices to shut up. I don't care if they're nice to me or not. How do I make them to shut up? They're always there, no matter how much I try to shut them out. Why isn't it quiet? I thought my thoughts will drown everything out, why is everything so loud all of a sudden?
Dinner:
Am I good child? Am I even a good family member? Am I even a good friend? All I do is make everyone worry. Things will be much better if I just left. Why do they even care about me— Wait. They don't. Then why do they tolerate me?
Getting ready for bed:
Another day tomorrow. What's the point? Why do I bother going through hell again? What's even the point?
Brushing my teeth:
Time for bed.
Night:
I can't sleep.
...
You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine.

Repeat.