Today is probably my 6th or 7th quit day.
I officially quit two weeks ago and fell off the wagon. I really thought I was going to make it. Which only goes to show me I know nothing! The only real control I have is over the next minute! I'm constantly thinking of smoking and I keep telling myselt hold off for one more minute! Magically, that minute turned into an hour an now its been 5 hours. I am not sharing todays struggle with anyone but you, my Ex Community. It seems the minute I open my mouth about being quit I fall off and I'm tired of looking weak and out of control.