It came to the point that without a cigarette, I was sure that I hallucinated this whole no-more stuff. The pleasures of being without a cigarette at all for 380 days are done deal, and it feels like a new rmd.
I keep trying to put in 'whole'; being smokefree anymore makes me feel whole. Now...if I can place healthy activities in my daily routine...this will be a year to remember. Not many of those coming up in the past. But life is beyond that and on course for something that makes me want to sing.
If this can stick, I could be parts of who I want to be without much effort. Some coconut juice with the sprinkle bits in it for cravings seems to be the trick. It is just so wonderful to not be the slave that I once was to the cancer stick.
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