Can't sleep because I can't fully calm down. I start getting there then I get worked back up again. Haven't been this bad in ages. I even get the urge to cry and nothing ends up coming out

I know I'm only fifteen. I know that I have quite some time left to figure this stuff out. I know that labels are just made by society and things change, that you don't always fit into one label. I was talking to someone on here tonight and he really helped me with that and I really appreciate that. This person hopefully knows who I am talking about, and if he stumbles across this, thank you so much.
I really would love to know who the fuck I am, though. A lot of the time I think that I am...

I don't know how many people are going to actually read this shit, but oh well, posting it anyway. Good way to get out how I feel.

I went to my therapy intake on Wednesday. The lady that did my intake won't even be my actual therapist. She was okay enough, anyway, nice enough. Before we could even get in to see her, we had to do a shitload of paperwork. Actually, what I had to do wasn't that long, basically circle what applied to me and how long ago I felt that way (like in the past...