Sometimes I think the internet is bad for me, that I spend too much time on it, that maybe it exacerbates my problems instead of helping.

On the other hand, when I have bad nights I will sit and click through tumblr and realize I am now focussing on geeky slashfic or a funny story about someone accidentally buying a giant squeaky duck toy, and for a little while I'm not fighting the urge to hurt myself or worse.  Without the internet I would just be sitting here alone with that urge and that would be worse.