I have thought a lot about addiction over the past few months. My husband’s family live in Ohio in the epicenter of an opioid drug problem. We know people who know people who have been darkly affected by the drugs. We are related to people who have gone through rehab.
Even in our small town we have billboards encouraging addicts to reach out for help.
The only difference between me and the stereotype of a drug addict is the drug of choice.
I have made some of the dumbest decisions I have ever made because of smoking. I have been late to a job interview because I wanted one more cigarette. I have set fire to countless trash cans. I have destroyed thousands of dollars’ worth of car interiors and clothes from burning embers. I have almost wrecked my car from smoke getting in my eyes. All those things before even mentioning the toll on my health and finances.
It is humbling to consider how close to the edge I have stood and relieved to see a way out of this addiction.
Keep it real
Keep the quit