Aww, geez. I feel so stupid to fess up to plunging into TWO addictions at once.
Not stupid. We all make mistakes, right? I just regret if I made anyone concerned for me.
Yes, I have a problem. I wore long sleeves all summer long. I didn't cut the night I wrote that post (I meant "bleeding" metaphorically, but I have fairly recent cuts too.)
I *have* to attempt a support group because I have court-mandated psychiatric care, and while I can always tell my psychiatrists "no", I sort of have to go along unless there's some *valid* reason to dispute them--as they report to my probation officer.
I'm doing okay now. Had to reset my medication; I think it's kicking in. Had to reset my connection with God; feel like I re-opened that door pretty well today in chapel. Fell, got back up, learned from my mistake (I hope), and ready to go back to learning how to put one foot in front of the other again.