



Hitting rock bottom: been picking almost 30 years…
I just lost the love of my life. I’m heartbroken, my future seems undecided and in limbo and my compulsions are now just SOOOOO much stronger and worse😭😭😭😭
Even worse is I found a letter while moving out I’d written to future when I was 13 saying “I hope you have stopped your ‘picky land’” which is what I used to call the area on my scalp where all this began when I was 10. I am now 39. Three decades😓😓😓
I have covered the single mirror in my home where I now live alone. I just chucked the two needles I owned for picking off my balcony into the trees below.
I want to retry a low dose of NAC tomorrow and I hope I don’t have trouble breathing like last tine I tried it two years ago.
If I seem to have an allergic reaction again I will book an appointment to consult about my OCD this week; maybe SSRIs are the way.
Regardless. I WILL get on top of this. I can’t keep damaging my skin. I can forgive myself for the past three decades and can forgive the scars I already have, but I think this is the point I’m putting my foot down and MUST do something about it.
Thank you for reading and love to all ❤️