I haven't in 6 weeks and 2 days. That's 2 days more than last time I quit. Last time, I quit for someone who I felt cared about it, but winter was too hard and 6 weeks was too long and eventually I gave in. This time it's T who I'm quitting for, and she says it doesn't count because it isn't self-motivated. So why does it even matter? She also said that if I went home and cut, it would undo all the work that we did. How?

I'm not needing to all the time, but there have been maybe 2 or 3 hours per day when I just want to. Sometimes there is a reason and sometimes there isn't. Sometimes it's a huge heap of miniscule reasons. So, ok, I don't have much trouble with the reasons to do it. And T says it's too easy for me if I just allow myself to do it. She's right. What I need help with, again (groan) is reasons not to. Especially since if I keep resisting cutting, I'll find something else. I have a fascination with twisted ankles lately. Still have just a bit of residual pain from when I fell on my right one in January, but soon it might not be enough anymore.