Tonight.

So.

Let's start out with the basic therapeutic, purpose of this blog...

I am attempting to stop picking at my skin permanently.

Tonight was wonderful. I hung out with my boyfriend's family at a delicious pizza joint. We were celebrating his cousin's late birthday. To cap off the night, my boyfriend and I went to back to his place and watched the two episodes of The Office that I had missed.

Then, my boyfriend dropped me off at home... around 11:30pm -ish.

Late nights are difficult for me. That's when this bad habit creeps up on me. If I'm in the bathroom this late at night or sitting idly at my computer desk contemplating going to bed, but too paralyzed to move from my chair... it's all over for me. My mind turns to mush and I begin, you know... my terrible habit. Even if it's been a relatively low-stress day, it still can occur. The resulting severity just depends on the stress of the day overall.

Anyway, I did awesome tonight! I went into that bathroom and did not pick. I had fleece gloves on. That might be why.

So. I'm good. For now at least. :)

I am looking forward to heeling these terrible OCD wounds. I will continue the use of gloves for a bit, but I am hoping blogging and getting my numerous thoughts out and finding my trigger points will help also.