This will be a particularly hard summer… I went to Wakarusa in June, in Kansas. Apparently they have ticks and chiggers and mosquitos and they all love me and my blood… because I came home covered in bites… and they itch like hell… I have around 35 different spots right now… and I am trying like hell to leave them alone… I have to be in a wedding in October… I can’t still have this mess going on then…

Right now it’s been 11 hours into this stretch of not picking… I have to realize that I’m not picking… but I don’t know what else to do when I fall off the wagon… hypnotherapy maybe??

I am trying though, despite what my boyfriend seems to think… he thinks he’s helping but most of the time he just makes me feel worse and it makes me pick more… oh well… blah… 13 more hours and I’ll have made it a whole day…