Posting here to try and slow down, process my emotions, not smoke, etc.
I've been in a rut due in part to a fixation I have with skin picking. It causes me immense pain and shame. And unfortunately leads to me being late, or altering my schedule to cover up the damage done.
I have reached out for help and am working on a plan to allow healing. So long as I am able to resist doing more damage.
Also received news that while I was making a big deal out of my face picking, my father had a negative prognosis from a cancer test, and will need more treatment. The family put off telling me to not upset me. But I feel worse bringing up my own problems to them while my family had bigger issues and I not only didn't provide support, but also stress them further.
To summarize with brutal honesty: it's a rough day. It sucks having to fight back tears constantly.