I can't really believe it. The first few weeks were the worst; then I went another month in a numb period; I broke down about five days ago and nearly lost control, but I somehow, somehow, managed to fight it. I think I just kept telling myself what a waste it would be after all these weeks in control. I don't know.
I haven't blogged in a while. The problem is, the more I think about it, the more I try to confront my deep-seated need for it and try to cleanse myself - I get too involved, and the need comes back, heavier than before. I just have this horrible feeling I won't be able to correct myself without cutting again in the future. And I know stopping is not the only answer, because part of me still greatly looks forward to starting again. Because honestly, I feel like I'm just putting off the need, and it will come back to take me over.
It's just a matter of time.