It’s been a month offically. Two days ago, I thought I would be happy, and proud, and everything else I expected to feel. But I’m not. I’m down, I need it. I have been S.I for 3 years, then one day I just stopped. I still think about it every single second of every single day. I want to do it so badly, but I know I can’t. I’m so scared that I will though. I keep a rubber band around my wrist at all times, but it doesn’t help at all. Is there anything else I can try?