I just had a flashback of my dad's dead body. I'm 17. Last year he died in my mom's arms while I was in the shower. I heard her screaming and I ran downstairs and was met with my lifeless father and my mom giving him CPR. The sounds of her screaming and the sight of his body will never leave me. I haven't been the same person since. I have trouble regulating my emotions. I always argue with my mom because I don't know how to control what I'm feeling, and everything I feel is either so extreme or almost numb. I've had at least 10 breakdowns in the past month. I feel like something is terribly wrong with me and I don't know what it is.