How i'm being taught patience with myself...
After last relapse, a friend said "We're teaching you to up knit" I said "no way, not me" (actually, I was not that polite). I actually tried to whine to a friend with 20+ yrs. who's former Hell's Angel figuring I'd get sympathy.
Didn't happen. He wouldn't say anything but "contempt prior to investigation" over and over and over while I whined and finally cussed him out.
So now I knit. Actually. it helps. kinda soothing after awhile. Not pretty so far but heh, gotta start somewhere.
Go figure.
Although for first week my husband said "why do you look so angry when you knit?" Had to work on that.