Nailed
I’m trying to stop biting my fingernails but it’s killing me. I’ve chewed them my whole life but I’m trying to quit. I think getting off heroine would be easier.
I’m not even sure why the whole situation is driving me so nuts. I’ve successfully avoided biting my nails for over a week now, but I think I was safer when I chewed them down to the skin. Let’s just say it’s a good thing I don’t scratch anything except my head else I’d be a eunich by now for sure.
August 14th, 2006 at 8:46 pm
If you didn’t touch yourself so much than you wouldn’t have that rash
August 15th, 2006 at 6:20 am
Bead: I got the rash from your girlfriend.
August 15th, 2006 at 3:01 pm
So eu been nickin lotsa importnt stuff wit yer fingrnails, have ya?
August 15th, 2006 at 9:57 pm
good burn farva
August 17th, 2006 at 4:28 am
Put a big, thick rubber band around your wrist. When you notice - or someone else says - you’re biting your nails, pull back that rubber band and give yourself some negative reinforcement.
(You know the rest of that story, right?)
August 17th, 2006 at 5:21 pm
RaJ: Nope.
August 19th, 2006 at 11:47 am
Ah. Well. The nailbiter was a teacher who enlisted his students’ help: “If you see me biting my nails, tell me.” They’d see and tell, and he’d give himself a vicious snap with the rubber band. Apparently this did the trick, because he stopped biting his nails, and stopped wearing the rubber band.
Then one day students noticed a large rubber band around the teacher’s ankle.