I'm still worried about my lump, but thankfully it's Monday tomorrow and i can get it looked at. Other than that I've had a good weekend I went over to visit a friend who is also bipolar, we have lots in common and often spend hours on the phone when one or the other of us is manic.She is so fantastic, we had such a nice day, really took my mind off all the crap that's been hapening over here. We had breakfast, my son adored her and her husband, we walked around the shops, went ice skating and took my son to santa's grotto.It was so nice to feel normal for once, we had a nightmare journey home with delayed and cancelled services, but we got hom eventually, I was so tired but couldn't sleep.I was doing so well until that point. I managed 11 days without any cutting, I thought about it but only briefly and then for some reason I got up around 2am and reached for a blade. I have no idea why. I just wanted that release. So now I'm back again at 0 days since I've cut. Back to the beginning.