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So, I read the letter to a loved one to my mom and my husband. Immediately, I began to cry. I was so emotional with a giant lump in my throat, my body screaming for a fix, and tears streaming down my face. I feel a little better now that I have cried, however I feel so bad about what I have done to myself for all this time. I wish so much that I had never smoked my first cigarette all those years ago. But you all know how it goes... The show must go on... I am glad that I have chosen to quit this awful crutch. It really does help me to be on Ex whilst I am craving and detoxing. It would be seemingly impossible for me to quit without you folks. Thank you so much. I am going to take a hot bath with epsom salt and hopefully get over this very strong urge to throw this all away. I refuse to go through this nonsense again. This may not be the last time that I feel the way I do right now, but this the last time I ever have to quit. I thank God for this feeling, even though I feel miserable, this is proving to me that I am alive. Just like in the Bible, in the book of Job, when his wife tells him to "Curse God, and die!" Job says "shall we take the good from God, and not the trouble?" This reminds me to be humble and to thank God for the good and the bad, regardless. Anyway I am off to the bath tub. Ta-ta! The show must go on!
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