I haven't posted in a really long time, because I didn't think to. I should have posted sooner. I guess part of me didn't want you lot to know anything was wrong. I'm kind of ashamed that I'm not fully recovered yet, and I feel like a hypocrite.
Good news: My stalker seems to have disappeared after a final, rather painful attack.
Bad news: This is an anniversary time of year for me, and I've been suffering. I've had constant nightmares and I've been cutting almost every day. I cut every day for twelve days straight, stopped for three, (it was supposed to be at least a week, but I didn't make it) and have cut again for the last four days. I want to stop, I NEED to stop, but I can't seem to. This is particularly bad because the blood tends to make me dissociate, so I've been almost constantly dissociated in one form or another for nearly twenty days. I can't keep going like this! So far the only person who really knows is my therapist. I'm terrified that someone else will see, or find out. Can anyone help me please?