Today is Day One..
I am having some serious withdrawls.
I soooooooooooooooooooooo want a cigarette.
I have not had one though.
This is really hard.Much harder than I imagined.
When I am stressed I smoke. I am stressed now because I can't.
How ironic is this ???
Well, trust that I am not going to pick one up and light it.
Although I do love the sensation of lighting a fresh cigarette and inhaling that first puff.
But I won't.
I have too much at stake here.
My health means too much me.
Loosing my life to tobacco is not an option.
I have too much to live for.
Well, one down and many more to go.