Finger Foibles

I am biting my cuticles to bits this week. It's pretty.

Why now? If anything I should be less stressed these days.

I chew my cuticles. There. I said it. I do it. A lot. It's kind of awful.

Friends have dealt with this in a number of ways over the years. One would ask"Do they taste good?" every time she caught me doing it. An ex would just gently take my hand away from my mouth whenever I was feasting. I've had doctors of all sorts try to prescribe mood altering drugs when they notice I do this, thinking I suppose, that it is a strange form of self-mutilation.

I tell them it is just a habit. I can stop any time.

So stop already.