It's sounds like a lot and it is.. but I'm on vacation. Constantly wearing short clothing and under supervision of my husband all day long. I don't do it when I am not alone. This is something of my own.
The hard thing is the urge because it is still there. I feel like crying all day because I can't SH. On the other hand I don't want to.. the last time brought me good visible marks. I really hate them and myself for doing that..
Still feel the need to see my own blood.. feel like I miss everything around me because of the thoughts. The keep my so distracted that enjoying my Holliday in *mod edit* gets lost..