I was lying in bed listening to some classical music that T gave me, but the impulsive wouldn't go away, so I got out of bed and did it again to the other leg. Same thing happened-- didn't feel anything. I realized that the impulse probably isn't going to pass and if I don't do something else I'll just end up cutting all day. I was honest with my husband and told him what is going on and he said he would help me in any way that I need him to. I think I'm just going to try to write like T told me to on the phone yesterday.... This is so %#@&#! hard.