Day by day

I went home from work last night with the best of intentions. All was going well until I finally sat down to watch TV and within 10 minutes I had pulled one. "It's just one, I wont even be able to tell." The rationalization is almost disturbing, trich is literally an addiction and I have to stop.

Sometimes i will find an eyelash to focus on (not even when looking in the mirror) and I will just rub it back and forth between my fingers, convincing myself that if it falls out "on its own" then it doesnt really count. Ha.

Well today I forced myself to get up early (which I'd also been slacking off on) and work out, I"m back to limiting sweet foods and caffeine and I'm just going to keep on trying.

About two weeks ago I had contacted someone from a NYC support group- apparently they meet once a week and it's not that far from my apartment. I got the information but for some reason I just cant bring myself to go.... maybe thats the final step I need to make to confront this disease? Maybe facing people in person will make this easier? Just not sure I'm ready, even after all this time.......