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bitchbitchbitch
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About once every four years or so i become a smoker for a month or two. It lasted three weeks this time, I had my last one at around 9:00 this morning. I just went out to pick up some take out for my wife. My real plan was, of course, as any addict could tell you, to buy smokes. I passed about ten gas stations and convienient stores on the way.
I got home without any smokes.
No great accomplishment, really. I'm not sure if it's willpower or masochism that makes me capable of quitting, whatever, it is gigantic pain in the ass.
The withdrawl is pretty intense, my chest hurts and my head feels like it going to come apart. I wish I could allow myself to fold. fuck.
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