Ok people .... I am a smoker who doesnt smoke anymore. Today I woke up because my dog Mannie, who sleeps in my bed was looking out of the window at 7:30 in the morning, and saw a black dog going down the trail behind my house and started barking his guts out and ended up throwing up on the bed and on my pyjamas and even the mattress cover, and I yelled at him and hurt his feelings, I didn't get my house work done, I cancelled luncheon with friends. I didn't change the paper in my budgies cage. I checked in with the Ex Community and made my pledge, and someone reached out their hand to me and I cried. I went to the store and bought a bottle of Baileys Irish Cream and drank most of it, so now I can't meditate because I can't concentrate, and my dog has had his tail down most of the day and that is my fault. i feel like not a good person, not evil or anything, just a limp loser, and here I am at summer camp for smokers who don't smoke and I just want to say. how wanky it all seems today,. so thanks to you all for having me in your company. I mean, I am a wanker who did not smoke today. And you all have helped. I feel like the Ex Community is a summer camp for smokers who don't smoke. And I'm glad to be here.
