Yesterday was partially successful in terms of picking. I didn't not pick at all but I was conscious of the fact that I was doing it, and it did not go on for long each time because I was telling myself to stop. So all in all-I would say it was the most successful day I have had in a long time.
This morning I feel so lethargic. My brother-the one who doesn't get along with me-came pounding down the stairs at 5 30 am. I sleep in the living room on a pull-out, right next to the kitchen-and he in the kitchen slamming cupboards, talking out loud, all just to pour himself a glass of water... Thanks for the wake up call. Can't wait for tomorrows.
Today I have some things to take care of: I was going to summer school and had to withdraw from a couple because my drinking was making me fall behind, so now I have to deal with the student loans about dropping below full time student status. It's a good thing I have never had trouble with them before, and also that my counsellor said she would vouch for me, because this could make me suffer consequences with taking loans for school in the future.
I'm thinking of filing my nails...taking care of them sometime today...it might help a bit with the picking, scratching, biting. I do feel confident about nipping it in the bud, though. I'm pretty proud of myself about yesterday.
More later.