Some People Never Learn

I was doing so well. I suffered through the first terrible weeks and I was on the road to recovery. I had reintroduced myself to the opposite sex and they seemed to be taking somewhat of an interest. I was starting to sleep a little bit and I was no longer numb from the waist down. And then I blew it. I had an itch Saturday night that needed scratching. And I scratched it until it bled. And now I'm back to square one. In the toilet. Miserable. Heartbroken. And I only have myself to blame. Because I really should know better. But I don't. And it must be because I truly am stupid. I thought I was smart. Or at least average. But I'm not. I am a silly impulsive woman-child who never seems to learn. And I must be stopped. Of course now that I've gotten a taste, I just want more. And now all I can think about is going back.