I used to be a cutter and stopped (with the exception of a couple occassional friendly nicks here and there) years ago. And tonight I find myself suddenly biting. A bit of what is labeled as my "rational" mind figures this is likely to become a problem. The main bit though is rather pleased to find another form of expression. I need someone to talk to, I think, but I can't speak to friends or family. And I'm twisting. Twisting like a poisoned cobra, this one.