Wednesday night into Thursday morning, I didn’t sleep but chose to pick at a dog harness for 4 hours before teaching my last day of summer classes. Today I thought it was Saturday because I lost almost all of yesterday to being ill, probably from lack of sleep prior. 1. At least I didn’t pick at my body, doing harm. 2. Even if after being stuck for hours, I stopped myself!!! 3. There’s fight in me still! Just a reminder that two steps forward, once step back still has you dancing in the right direction. It’s so nice to feel like I’m not dancing alone. Love and strength to all of us in this OCD waltz. 💜💪🏼💃🏼🕺🏻