OK. It's 12:20 a.m. -- that's after midnight -- and I just got home from a school board meeting that started at 6:30 p.m. And I don't even have a kid in the stupid district! Sometimes I hate my job. I won a lot of points with the school board members, though -- they said they'd never had a reporter who had stuck out an entire meeting when it ran that long.

Anyway. Way back when yesterday afternoon, when I went to therapy, we had to talk about cutting, because for the last several days I have just been itching to do so. I haven't yet, and I don't have any blades in the house right now, and I'm too tired and/or busy to go out and get any, but I know before it's over I'm going to end up giving in.

The thing is, I have no frickin' idea what triggered it. I haven't had any particularly traumatic events or gotten particularly angry over anything, I just kind of woke up the other day and went, "Huh. I feel like cutting." and it's been that way ever since.

Anybody got any ideas for me?

Candy