So, I haven't cut in exactly a month now, and I am having the worst urges right now. I am at my mom's work because we only had half a day of school, and I know I could just go up and take a razor from her desk when she goes on an errand, but I also know that I've been doing such a good job. I'm in day treatment, so I can talk to them about it tomorrow. I am sure the urges are from talking about the abuse in day treatment, I knew I'd get urges after talking about it. Especially talking about it in group. Gawsh. I haven't this bad of an urge in over like a month and a half. There are these images of blood and razors and stuff in my head, it's like I'm hallucinating, but I know it's part of my urge. Grrr. D*mn. I would love to just be happy for once.
