Went nearly 3 weeks w/out SI. But I did it again. Can't take the "inside pain" anymore. Would do anything to drown it out... People are always around... except when I need them most... when I'm falling apart. I know I'm a mess... but I keep hoping one of my friends will be there for me when the darkness falls. There never are. I have no choice. It's the least of what I could do with my .357. My little Winchester pocket knife gets me through the night again!