The Demon has a name

I didn't know it was called dermatillomania. It was just a thing I'd do unconsciously. I'd never even think about it - it's a compulsion, after all. It never occurred to me that it's a real compulsive disorder, that other people get it as well. So I've been there. I'm a 27 year old successful career woman - married, as well, to a loving husband. I've been doing this all my life. My fingers have bled frequently when I tear at the skin too much. The tops of my fingers don't have any fingerprint anymore, because I tear at them too much and the skin is always in the process of healing. I've tried a lot of things to stop, and nothing really works. So now I'm starting over from the beginning. This is like any other compulsion. Take it one hour at a time, one day at a time, as long as it takes. I've got to stop. I'm tired of my hands hurting. It has a name - it can be beaten.