I’ve no idea why I’m writing this, just feel I need to get it off my chest I guess and it may or may not be useful to you guys, it might be useful to me.
So I’ve been 5 months without a cigarette, I quit very flippantly when I took the plunge and dumped my boyfriend and thought quitting would be a good idea too.
I was with him for 5 years. One, maybe two of them were good, the last 3-4 years got me familiar with A&E. Worst was a broken arm and fractured eye socket after he was drunk and hitting me with a baseball bat, but still went back to him. I loved him I guess.
I’d been with cigarettes for about 15 years, quit a few times, and still went back to cigarettes. I loved them I guess.
Both were quite obviously bad for me.
I’ve now been without a punch in the face and without the chains of nicotine for 5 months. This is pretty amazing, I feel good, I know my lungs are better, my wounds have healed and my skin looks great. Everything is kind of perky!
I know I’m mentally a mess. I cry, often, for no good reason. I shouldn’t be crying I’ve dumped everything that is bad for me, well, still have wine, but I digress. I desperately crave all the hugs I can get, I know I hug people just a bit too much and a bit too hard.
I get hugs from this forum. I love you all. Genuinely. You have changed my life.
I know I will get better.
I wish I had a well thought out conclusion to this post.
I don’t.