Don't really know how to say this. I'm back to square one. Or maybe not square one but definitely a setback. This Monday I had a relapse. One day past the two and a half year mark that I've managed to stay  away from this and I was really proud. It's hasn't been a walk in the park. But as I said, I fluffed it. What happened was that I got locked inside the bathroom (it's an old lock) and since I'm claustrophobic that was total hell. I panicked, yelled for help and even tried to break down the door. After a couple of hours everything just boiled over. All the pain, anger and sorrow. I didn´t think, I just acted. When I finally got out it was five in the afternoon, so I had been in there for five hours! The first thing I did was call Mom and when she came up we went to the doctor just to be on the safe side.

So now I'll start over fighting and proving to myself that I CAN make it this time!  I'll keep updating and sharing my journey.