I survived the family Thanksgiving dinner without bumming a cigarette from someone. These gatherings are always enjoyable to me every year mainly because I give myself permission to smoke. I've quit so many times and then we would have people over and I would give myself permission to smoke. That's what is different this year. I didn't do it this year! Yah! I finally realized what I was doing to myself and that I will never be able to quit if I kept doing the same thing every year.
I feel stronger this time. I feel more confident. Like that little train. I think I can, I think I can. Chug chug down the track. Every day stronger than the last.
I'm still quit and I'm going to stay that way. No more permission to slowly kill myself.
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Autumn 37 DOF