Does that feeling of extreme self-loathing where you don't even like your own skin because it feels dirty have a name?

I've betrayed and been betrayed.
I'm sad and I'm angry.
That feeling of needing to scream until there is no air in my lungs is now a lump in my throat.
I'm always reluctant to open up when I'm struggling, let alone when I've tried a million times and I've been ignored, time after time.
I felt alone and needed a place to vent and SW was meant to be just that.
I don't blame myself for feeling the way I've been feeling and I don't blame myself for feeling the need to express those feelings. But I'm very sorry for the way I chose to do that.