There, I said it I admit it. That’s the first step to recovery isn’t it?
Now I just need to quit it.
I’d love to say I’m going to go out and do it right now. Throw out the last of my pack, but…that would likely be a lie. I am going to finish my pack – enjoy the hell out of the last few cigarettes, then quit.
And then the pain comes…
The headaches, the insomnia, hopefully none of these will be too bad as I really haven’t been smoking long this time.
Notice how I said, “this time?” Yeah, that’s right I’ve smoked before, and for a fairly long time. The agony.
Smoking sucks. I’ll be the first to admit it. I hate it.
I also crave it.
The smell stinks, you get judged for it, and by golly no one smokes anymore if you haven’t noticed. People are trying to get healthy.
Well, I guess we want to live forever or something – I don’t know.
This however is what motivates me to quit:
I think that’s enough listing.
The point is I am quitting.
I am going to go smoke my very last cigarette as soon as I hit publish and toss the pack out.
It is going to happen.
I promise you.
Hell, I promise ME!
This relationship with nicotine is ending!
I’ll let you know how it goes.
Tomorrow is DAY 1 – 0 cigarettes.Tags: smoking