Last night I injured for the first time in almost 3 months. I felt so much stronger. I didn’t get anyone to help me. When I tried that I ended up having to leave everything I knew and start over. I was getting stronger, I felt like I could make it. But I was sooo sad. Nothing was making me happy. So I gave into the always constant urges last night. I thought I would regret it. But I feel better now. Like everything’s gonna be okay. I’m so confused now. I thought injury made you feel worse… not better.