Mom quit--by removing one ciggy at a time--and with the help of LifeSavers of all things. My brother quit--using hard candy. My dad quit---but with the help of Chantix. That took away the compulsion completely. But I can't afford that--it's just too expensive.
I keep thinking that if I'm soo fucking tired of smoking, then I should be able to just walk away from it. That's what I did when I cleaned up. I was sooo fucking tired of being sick and tired. I made up my mind and was able to walk away from it. For 10 years now. So why the fuck isn't it working now???
I don't know---maybe I should just say fuck it and smoke as I please. No that doesn't feel right---I would be giving up and giving in. Then I would be a failure. In my eyes at least---if not in my family and friends eyes.
I don't want to do that--give up. Be a failure. I should be strong enough to do this. Everyone says I'm this strong woman. So where's that strength now??? God I am just soooo aggravated!!!!!
Tomorrow is another day---another day to try and quit--another day to remove one ciggy from my day. Maybe tomorrow will be the day
