I had a complete breakdown because I went out drinking with my friends and I smoked probably a good pack in about 10 hours. Now it’s the next day and I’m sick about it, and I don’t want one. What was I thinking?
The TRUE test of my being quit smoking is when I can go out into old social scenes and not HAVE to have a smoke. I hope that is soon.
I cheated 3 times. I feel horrible now.
Not sure I even need to explain do I? Long weekend, you just hate being at work, you are tired, the coffee is flowing, and bam, there you are outside smoking before you know it. Gum just doesn’t work on Monday morning either. Blah, not looking forward to tomorrow.
Right now I want to smoke so bad. I can already feel myself going to the store and buying a pack tomorrow. Just one? Two? I can’t quit completely. Sometimes I just need to have one smoke, you know?
Does it ever end? Will the craving always be there? Is it ok to have one once in a while, or is that just as bad as having a pack? Quitting smoking blues 101.
At the gas station. It’s a perfect day for smoking. Cold and dry in the mid west. Today I thought to myself, it would be nice to smoke, but, I resisted and didn’t buy any, and honestly I’m torn now. I want to smoke still, but I don’t want to, you know?
This quitting smoking is probably the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Wish I never would have started, you know?