February 9th was the last time it happened - 18 days later I had a minor relapse and last night I got closer than ever to a relapse but kept my stuff together.
The people that hurt me are in the wrong and why hurt myself in return? This thought process always fuels my decision not to relapse and fight for myself and get angry at others instead (only in my mind but also defending myself - without hurting others and only verbally - when necessary) - having a voice is so freeing.