As a recovering smoker (almost a year out now, quit cold turkey), I made the fatal mistake of having a lone cigarette. It was a stressful time and my will power didn’t hold up.That one cigarette was enough to revitalize the intense cravings I had been relatively free of for months. I’m feigning now like I didn’t even feign when I originally quit. I’m antsy, I’m discontent. Nicotine is a hell of a drug.
Other than that one smoke I’m yet to have another one, but I sincerely fear that my will power won’t hold up like it has in the past… and it scares the shit out of me.My fiancee has promised me homelessness if I take up the habit again, and you think that would be enough, but the cravings and urges are such that homelessness seems sort of okay as long as I can take my drags in peace. It’s a tough road. It’s just as hard as everyone says it is. Prepare to be tested.Posted via email from Anjrued | Comment »
3 months ago