It's totally normal to be afraid of stopping. I'd be shocked to find someone who had trouble stopping where that didn't come into it somewhere. What helped me was when I found things to replace it with. For example, being able to say it was x days since I cut, or running, or cross stitch. I started relying on my friends for help rather than my knives, and it made a huge difference, both in the amount that I cut and my mental state as a whole. When I was there, I didn't want to stop. Now, I still want to cut, but it's not worth it. I'm more attached to my friends now than I was to the idea of suicide then (and that's saying a lot).
Hope this helps:)
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