Ok, just being honest here. I just finished my third glass of wine. Feeling great. Life is fine. Don’t want Jon back at the moment. Do wish I could cut my self. I wake up every night and lie there trying to convince myself not to do so. How long does a promise last? It is sad to me to watch my cut start to get smaller and heal. It is like a memory disappearing. How much harm was it really doing? If I’m doing well in life- working, having social interactions, caring for my kids- how much does it matter? Can I cut? Yes, I know it’s addictive. That’s part of the problem. But is it a problem? If I’m not out to kill myself, what is the harm? Is it any different than drinking or some other form of self- harm? Do I have to wait for someone to answer?